Sorrow's never far away (A winter in Perdifumo)

Capo 6^th

VERSE

G

See the people

Em

In the sun

C                        D

Looking out for everyone

Happy faces

Not a mourner

Forgetting what is just around the corner

G

CHORUS

C                                    Em

Cos now the winter’s come

C                                    Em

Most everyone’s gone

C

These days

D

Sorrow’s never far away

VERSE

To survive

On the mountain

Fill your bottles there at the fountain

With your head down

‘Til you’ve passed

The posters of the ones who didn’t last

CHORUS

See the winter’s here

The sadness is sincere

These days

Sorrow’s never far away

CHORUS

MIDDLE

G                Em

I’m sorry baby that I’ve got

C            G

To get away

I just can’t last another one

I’m on my way

CHORUS (Chords as verse but faster)

Ain’t got no will

Ain’t got no more

Ain’t got the spirit

Will just walk out the door

Ain’t  got no friends

Ain’t got the feeling

Ain’t got desire

The connections never there

VERSE

Settled down in a small town

Tired of rolling around

The seeds inside me

Capo 4^th

CHORUS

C                                                       G

Oh my God I’ve been wound up tighter

            Em                                                F

Than the band around the old oak tree

   C                                    Em

Not angry as such, just thinking too much

F                                    G

And all I wanted came true

Oh my God I’ve been wound up tighter

Than the cord that runs around your heart

Planting the seeds, that turned into weeds

And suffocated all of my love

VERSE

C

All the problems I see

Em

Were seeds inside me

F                                                   C

And I’ve been nursing them in there for so long

I’m surprised now you know

How they started to grow

                                                G

And soon they were out of control

They fed on the dirt

As I piled up hurt

And the conditions were truly perfect

It’s clear now I sing

That thoughts become things

But back then I deaf to the words

CHORUS

VERSE

Slowly I’ve seen

How foolish I’ve been

Wishing happiness just for myself

It’s sadly short-sighted

And sorrow’s invited

When you sow the seeds in such a small space

Instead of spreading ‘em wide

Cos then you’re laughing inside

As you suddenly see you’re feeding the world

CHORUS

MIDDLE

F                                                 C

Start thinking that you need to stop thinking

Em                                                G

Turn down the volume inside your own head

Don’t look at the dots that it’s linking

They only exit in your head

CHORUS

Rolling round the world

VERSE

C

You say with your head that you’ve settled down

G

‘Til a travelling band, roll in to town

F

With the zest and zeal and energy of life on the road

You remember the people and places you’ve seen

And think of the countries you’ve never even been

And the road it calls out to you like a long lost love

The only thing between here and there

Is the wrench of leaving the one that you care

If she doesn’t leave the ones that she loves too

BRIDGE

Stuck on a one track

Not on the way back

Do you really want to be someone that can leave like that?

CHORUS

Cos I can’t stop – rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling round the world

Rolling rolling rolling, rolling round the world

VERSE

Still can’t seem to ever learn how

To live in the place where I am now

When all my life’s been planning for over the hill

It’s not greener there on the other side

But it will be new for a little while

And it’ll be in sight of the brow of another hill

But living like that on the edge of the wind

Cos you’re always missing out on something if you want to do everything

BRIDGE

CHORUS

MIDDLE

When you’re meeting the travellers who

Are the doing the things that you used to do

The memories come rushing come back in an unstoppable wave

You got to hold on, not to get washed away

CHORUS

Vipassana

VERSE

G

Breathing a lot lately

Em

Nothing else to do

Am

Except the constant mental chatter

D

The troubles I’ve been listening too

I went there for my problems

Thinking they were bad

But it turns out I’ve problems

I didn’t even know I had

CHORUS

Am             D

On a Vipassana

   Am                         D

You find out who you are

VERSE

I thought I'd find a breakthrough

Get some peace at last

I think I found the way to get there

But it’s anything but fast

I’ve got to keep putting in the hours

Keep it in mind every day

I know it’s always with me

It’s my mind that drifts away

CHORUS

INSTRUMENTAL

MIDDLE
Am
Yearning and burning, and seething with lust
D
Never learning the lessons we must

Am
Not believing as lies what we see with our eyes
D
We run to or run from all things

OUTRO
                                  G
We've built a culture of craving
                                       C
Where we want what we see
                       Am
On the net and TV
                                               D
And convince ourselves that this will make us feel happy

Inside our culture of craving
Thinking everyone else is
Happy in themselves
And somehow we should do the things that they do

We fuel the culture of craving
   Am
If we had what they had
       D
It wouldn't be so bad
   Am                              D
We could find peace in ourselves

VIPASSANA CHORUS (Quiet) x3

Tall tales of tranquility

VERSE

G                                         C            G

I talk and I sing of Ayurveda and things

Em                                                G

Things that I dream, but never have seen

I’m fast to believe and I’m faster to preach

Of all the things that are still out of my reach

BRIDGE

Bm                                    C                        G

And I’ve told tall tales of tranquility

Em                                                G

But no one in the know believes me

Bm                                    C                        G

That all will be solved if your routine is right

Em                        C                        D

And to be believed would be nice

CHORUS

Some kind of paradise

Paradise

Paradise

Paradise

VERSE

Do I say come jump with me cos it’s me that I won’t choose

What is it left that I still have to lose?

If it’s as good as I say then I’ll never go away

But I've already made plans to leave

BRIDGE + CHORUS

Too many songs

Verse 1
B
I've got so many songs by now
F#
I don't feel the need for more
B
Writing and releasing four albums a year
F#
Email it to 8,000 people, two may download

Verse 2
It's like writing screenplays for films that never get made
Speeches that never get read
Years being a soldier
Without ever tasting blood

Verse 3
(slide down notes)
Bm
I'm becoming depressed
F#m
The music doesn't sound the same
Bm
Trawling around from town to town
F#
Won't build you a strong fan base
Em
But concentric touring is terribly boring
G
Seeing all the same faces
A
In all the same places

Verse 4
(ta da da da)

It takes real application and an unexpectedly sunny december day
To get this far in a song

(slide down notes)

No helping some people

CHORUS
F
There's no helping some people
        C
No matter what you do
Bf
You can write their name in the sky with a plane
F
They won't even say thank you
Am
But still you gotta try, even though they're trying you

VERSE
I got a called Fraser who studies newspapers
He can tell you all that's wrong with the world
But it doesn't make him happy

My girlfriends

My mind

VERSE
G    Em
It's been on my mind for a long time
G      Em
That I ain't got a mind that sticks around

And all the trouble it's made for me
By refusing to be pinned down, and now

BRIDGE
C    G
But don't go telling me it's alright
C    G
And being all positive as you might
Em
I don't choose
D#
Thise views
G
It's bad news

VERSE
I've been drifting in this place here
In the space we know as life

Some days good, some days are bad
Thinking of other times I could have had, it's so sad

BRIDGE

MIDDLE
Floating here in time
Time it takes its course
Course I should be wise
Wise men told me so
So I should take hope
And hope that I will float
Floating here in time
Here in time
Here in time

BRIDGE

(She's not convinced about) The power of Ghee

CHORUS
She's not convinced about the power of ghee oh oh-o, oh ho-o
She's thinks I'm ma-ad, won't listen to me oh ho-o, oh ho-o

She called it saturated fat!!!!
I won't take that

CHORUS

Still not satisfied

This song discusses supermarket products that we trusted and later turned out to be misleading in their ethical claims. In the end though, it's our own insatiable demand that pushes everything, and we live an illusion. When we shop at the big supermarkets we can hardly expect to be supporting the planet in any way.

Fish
Soya

We bought organic eggs in the interests of the chicken
Better for them and me
So we were shocked when we heard that they were given antibiotics
We stopped when  fed antibiotics for the whole of their lives
But we're still not satisfied

Horizon Dairy was a well-respected brand
And we guzzled down gallons of their milk
Only to hear that they were anything but
Ethical and upstanding guys
We were angry to hear how they meant to misguide
But we're still not satisfied

http://www.businessweek.com/magazine/content/06_42/b4005001.htm

http://www.amazon.com/Organic-Milk-Myth-Russell-Eaton/dp/1903339243

http://www.treehugger.com/files/2010/03/are-you-being-lied-to-about-recycling.php

http://www.greenoptions.com/forum/thread/911/horizon-milk-is-not-organic-dean-foods-is-nothing-short-of-corrupt

http://www.rhymezone.com/r/rhyme.cgi?Word=died&typeofrhyme=perfect&org1=syl&org2=l

Man in the middle

VERSE
C
Sleeping by day
Am
Working by night
F
Blocking out everything
G
Shunning the light

Not answering calls
Not ever no more
Blocking the windows
And locking the door

LIFT
Dm
Oh
G
I have to find

CHORUS
C. F
I'm a man in the middle of something
Am F
What it is ain't exactly clear
Am
But I hope and I pray
F
And I work every day
G
And if I know if God's willing I'll make it someday
C     F
I'm a man in the middle of something

BRIDGE
Em                   Am
It's an answer that I have in mind
F                        G
The question is harder to find

VERSE
Reading the star light
Reading the signs
Channeling everything
A man of the times

Going on feeling
Building it up
No explanation
Talking is tough

LIFT

CHORUS
I'm a man in the middle of something
It's not finished, I don't know where it ends
Still I'll follow it through
Now inspite you
And I'll write you with progress if I ever I do
I'm a man in the middle of something

BRIDGE

MIDDLE
Am   C
I've given up everything to get here
F   C
My concentration is complete

Am C
But I'm still on a mission to get there
F   G
What I've done they'll all say was a feat

CHORUS

Out of our hands

VERSE
G
We strive out for glories
C
Our lives are just stories
G                        C
We write as we're rushing along

Caught in the cycle
Conformist and tribal
And so much is out of our hands
(Out of our hands)

VERSE
It's not a descision
It's the way that you're living
That decides how you live out your days

Under this roof
We both live with the proof
That if you want to get on getaway
(Get on get away)

BRIDGE
A            B          C
Don't beat yourself up over something that you can't change

CHORUS
G                          C          D
All the things you can turn into
And all your life is up to you
But don't be like the ones who suffer
Promise me you won't turn into your mother

VERSE

Mr Smith

VERSE
Am. G. C.
There is a legend in the world of advertising
Am. G. C.
Perpetuated by those that have survived him
Am. F
Whenever he is near
Am. F
Troublemakers disappear
Am. G. C.
The ideas always first with Mr Smith

VERSE
From DDB to TBWA
None survived who stood up in his way
He just cut short their careers
He's a synonym for fear
The ideas always first with Mr Smith

VERSE
His own career you think would be quite short
In fact his services are highly sort
He always get the job done
That's why he's No.1
The ideas always first with Mr Smith

CHORUS
C. Am. F. G
Scott Smith, the advertising killer
Scott Smith, from Moscow to Manilla
Scott Smith, he's firm but fair
Scott Smith, he really really cares

VERSE
In London there was a junior account handler
Who he worked with on an ad for procter and gambler
The poor boy changed his copy
They never found the body
The ideas always first with Mr Smith

VERSE
He made an amazing ad for Tate and Lyle
The Art Director caused a fuss about house style
They found that he'd been hung
By his mouse cable he swung
The ideas always first with Mr Smith

VERSE
There was a CD with an ego in Chicago
Who imposed on him a creative embargo
He unfortunately retired
When a printer backfired
The ideas always first with Mr Smith

INSTRUMENTAL

VERSE
If he's ever in your meeting you won't notice
As you focus on account execs that protest
Then in the morning you're surprised
To hear that half of them have died
The idea's always first with Mr Smith

CHORUS
(From Stockholm to Seville)

MIDDLE
Am Em
He's quiet and methodical
Am Em
And will never compromise
Am Em
To him it's purely logical
Am G
He doesn't value lives

He's focused on the show
Work is his endeavour
People come and go
But awards last forever

VERSE
As he freelanced alone from town to town
The myth built up and followed him around
But you don't have to be told
More than the truth that can be sold
The ideas always first with Mr Smith

VERSE
Whenever young account execs are naughty
The CD tells to them a bedtime story
Afterwards they're wise
They know not to criticize
Or they'll meet a famous freelancer Mr Smith

Clean and regular

Capo 2nd - chords are for the shape. Transpose up 2. 

It's in the key of A

VERSE CHORDS: A F#m

BRIDGE CHORDS: 

D E

A G# Fm

D E

CHORUS CHORDS: A F#m D E

VERSE

G            Em

She feels all messed up inside

G               Em

It’s the pressure she can’t hide

BRIDGE

C         D

Wants to go badly

G    D#    Em

But just can’t work it out

C                                               D

I’ll win her heart when I help her out

CHORUS

G Em C D

To be clean and regular, is her ambition in life

If she was clean and regular, it would all be alright

VERSE

Something’s wrong, deep down

She’s not a pleasure to be around

BRIDGE

Not feeling so well

And as far as she can tell

Her backlogs getting big

CHORUS

To be clean and regular, is her ambition in life

If she was clean and regular, it would all be alright

I’ll take her, fresh fruit in the morning, Triphala at night

I’ll make her, clean and regular, she’ll love me alright

MIDDLE

Em

The thoughts she can’t explain

G

Lie inside her second brain

BRIDGE

C         D

Her messy microbiome

G    D#    Em

Needs analysis

C                                   D

We will get to the bottom of this

CHORUS (CHORUS)

BRIDGE

She gets a little pent-up

When things don’t go with the flow

Having troubles, down below

CHORUS

To be clean and regular, is her ambition in life

If she was clean and regular, it would all be alright

I’ll take her, fresh fruit in the morning, Triphala at night

I’ll make her, clean and regular, it will be alright

Trastevere

VERSE

G
There at the heart
C
Of the ancient city of Rome
G
There is a place
C
That I have come to call my home

BRIDGE
Em
A place that lives
C
A place that breathes
D
A place I pray

CHORUS
G
Trastevere
Em
I belong to you always
C
The streets that I walk through
Em
This place that I’ve come to
D
And here I’ll stay

VERSE
If you could talk
Stories more rich than I can dream
The thousands of years
And all the lives that you have seen

BRIDGE
Em
Lives long come and gone
C
While you carry on

VERSE
Across the river
You’re a giant slumbering there
You bask in the heat of the day
Lie there without any care

BRIDGE
Until you open yourself up to the night
Such a spectacular sight
You live to play

CHORUS

MIDDLE
C
You’re like no other place
D
With your age old beauty
C
That chips but never fades
D
I breathe you in

CHORUS (instrumental)

Woe are those with internet

VERSE 1

Em Am
Mat was married and unhappy
44 years old and pining for his youth
Pining ain’t ever no use
C
Blamed his children, blamed his wife
Am Em
Cursed his choices, cursed his life

BRIDGE
Am Em
Spent evenings along surfing pornography
Watching girls on girls younger than his daughter
Thinking he were young

CHORUS
G D C
You’ve got to know when the time isn’t right
You’ve got to know it’s your fate you can’t fight
You’ve got to go with the cycle of life
Am Em
Live what you are, not what you were

VERSE 2
Thelma was divorced at 46
Said she’d never felt so alive
But soon she became lonely
Needed someone new
G Am C
And was hitchhiking back down the road

BRIDGE
Joined an interent dating site
Met a guy, tried again, soon they fight
Am C Em
All she feels is rejected

CHORUS

MIDDLE
C Am
Anything you want you can get
C G
With a couple of clicks upong the net
Dm
But anything you want
Am
Isn’t something that you have
C D
And only what you have can make you happy

CHORUS

Love alone

VERSE

Bm
She’s not a fan of the sun
A
Hides away from everyone
Bm
Though she knows that it’s wrong
A
She thinks nothing can be done

BRIDGE
E
She’s unhappy
Bm
She don’t know why
E
So unhappy
Bm E
Inside she cries, cries, cries, cries, cries

CHORUS
A
Love alone can set her free
Bm
Love alone can make her see
E
Love alone is what she needs
A
Love alone is sanctuary
Bm E
But not the askless devotion of a mother
Bm E
Nor the warm caress of a lover
E A
But the care she shows for another

VERSE
Instead she lives life like a dream
Moving things around her screen
The world is controlled the world is clean
Her only solace is routine

BRIDGE + CHORUS

OUTRO
C#m                        A
Sometimes she feels like
E                             F#
The world is out to get her

Sometimes she feels like
The future's nothing better

Sometimes she feels like
Hope is all but lost

Sometimes she feels like
And was it worth the effort

Sometimes she feels like x4