pontchartrain
vienna teng
( dreaming through the noise – 2006 )
intro : C . . .
C C F# C
sunday : dark water draining north , the heat swells and bursts like plague .
C C F# C
sunday : ever – so – faint slow tambourine glides onward toward the grave .
G#maj7
who drew the line?
E
who drew the line between you and me?
G#maj7 G
who drew the line that everyone sees?
C C F#
darling , lake pontchartrain is haunted : bones without names ,
C
photographs framed in reeds .
C C
darling , what blood our veins are holding .
F# C
the overpass frozen , fires ablaze at sea .
G#maj7
who drew the line?
E
who drew the line that cuts to the skin , buries me in?
G#maj7
tell me who drew the line .
G
darling don’t close your eyes .
interlude : C . . . F# . . .
Fm D# G# Cm
lie as darkness hardens .
Fm D# G# Cm
lie of our reunion .
C# D# G# Cm
o lie if god is sleeping .
C# D# Fm
o i believe you now .
Fm D# G# Cm
Fm D# G# C . . . F# . . . C . . . F# . . . C . . . F# . . . C . . . F# . . .
C C F# C
darling , lake pontchartrain will cradle me , and all you left behind .
C C F# C
listen : ever – so – faint slow tambourine is marching back through time .
pontchartrain
vienna teng
( dreaming through the noise – 2006 )
intro : C . . .
C C F# C
sunday : dark water draining north , the heat swells and bursts like plague .
C C F# C
sunday : ever – so – faint slow tambourine glides onward toward the grave .
G#maj7
who drew the line?
E
who drew the line between you and me?
G#maj7 G
who drew the line that everyone sees?
C C F#
darling , lake pontchartrain is haunted : bones without names ,
C
photographs framed in reeds .
C C
darling , what blood our veins are holding .
F# C
the overpass frozen , fires ablaze at sea .
G#maj7
who drew the line?
E
who drew the line that cuts to the skin , buries me in?
G#maj7
tell me who drew the line .
G
darling don’t close your eyes .
interlude : C . . . F# . . .
Fm D# G# Cm
lie as darkness hardens .
Fm D# G# Cm
lie of our reunion .
C# D# G# Cm
o lie if god is sleeping .
C# D# Fm
o i believe you now .
Fm D# G# Cm
Fm D# G# C . . . F# . . . C . . . F# . . . C . . . F# . . . C . . . F# . . .
C C F# C
darling , lake pontchartrain will cradle me , and all you left behind .
C C F# C
listen : ever – so – faint slow tambourine is marching back through time .
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