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Artist: Andrew Bird
 Album: Armchair Apocrypha
  Song: Armchairs

[http://www.indieguitartabs.com/bands/andrew_bird/05_armchairs.html]

Tabbed by: Dylan (iatethelotus [at] hotmail)



  [fill 1]
e|---------------|
B|---------------|
G|---------------|
D|-------0-2-0---|
A|---0-2------3--|
E|-3-------------|

 
[intro]
e|----------------------------------|
B|------1------1------0------0------|
G|-----0------0------0------0-------|
D|----2------2------2------2--------|
A|-3------0------2------0-------3---|
E|----------------------------------|

e|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------|
B|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------|
G|----------------------------|---------------------|-------------|
D|----------------------------|---------------------|--------2----|
A|-------0-0---2-2------------|---2/3--2--0---0h2---|----0-2---3--|
E|-3-3---------------0-0---3--|-3-----------3-------|--3----------|

C
I dreamed you were a cosmonaut
G
of the space between our chairs
C
and I was a cartographer
G
of the tangles in your hair
Am/F
I sighed a song that silence brings
it's the one that everybody knows
oh everybody knows
C
the song that silence sings
                    G      (intro riff)
and this was how it goes
C
these looms that weave apocryphal
G
they're hanging from a strand
C
these dark and empty rooms were full
G
of incandescent hands
Am/F
an awkward pause
Am/F
a fatal flaw
Am/F
time it's a crooked bow
                    C
oh time's a crooked bow
in time you need to learn to love
                      G
the ebb just like the flow
D7                Bm7
grab hold of your bootstraps
              Em
and pull like hell,
       E                     Am
'til gravity feels sorry for you,
             D
and lets you go
          G                            C    C/B
as if you lack the proper chemicals to know, oh 
    Am                               Bm
the way it felt the last time you let yourself
Am/F
fall this low
Am/F
time, oh time
               C
it's a crooked bow
                 C/F#
time's a crooked bow
                 C/F              C/G
time's a crooked bow    

F                               G
fifty-five and three-eighths years later
F                        G
at the bottom of this gigantic crater
 F                         G
an armchair calls to you
            F                G
yeah this armchair calls to you
                    C
and it says that some day
                    Cmaj7
we'll get back at them all
                                            G
with epoxy and a pair of pliers
C                             Cmaj7
as ancient sea slugs begin to crawl
                               G
through the ragweed and barbed wire
C                           G
you didn't write you didn't call
F                            G
it didn't cross your mind at all
                C
and through the waves
                  G
the waves of a.m. squall
F                            G
you couldn't feel a thing at all
                                  Am/F   G
your fifty-five and three-eighths tall
                             Am/F      G
fifty-five and three-eighths tall
Am/F        G
time

(Finishes on a high E note)
time