Pink Floyd
Lost For Words
The Division Bell (1994)

(fade in) c  w/ (pas & vieux frigo)  puis  °  ' °°  '

F  C    F  C    F  C  F  C

c d^e g F  g d^C  x 2    
                              x 2  C F  2e: w/ solo
c d^e g F  g Am  G d^e^d c F

C     F                          C                   (embarque)
I was spending my time in the doldrums
      F                            C
I was caught in a cauldron of hate
       F              g     Am
I felt persecuted and paralyzed
               G                          F     C F
I thought that everything else would just wait
 
While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night
 
To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
Because there'll be no safety in numbers
When the right one walks out of the door
 
D  F  B♭  Am  B♭  c Dm  F  D <  

  w/ (reste) & "4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, (?) the winner, by a knockout"
 
        C                         G         /b a a g
Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
      C                               G     /b d d ba
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor
C                   d  Em
Stuck in a world of isolation
          D                  C     G C
While the ivy grows over the door
 
So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me "Please go fuck myself"
You know you just can't win
 
(Couplet muet)  x 3  w/ solo

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