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Pink Bullets by The Shins
Pink Bullets
Capo III - Chords relative to capo
Em D A x4
Em D A Em D A
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
Em D A Em D A
you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Em D A Em D A
oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls
Em D A Em D A
my timid young fingers held a decent animal
G D
Over the ramparts you tossed
G D
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
G D F
tied to a brick sweet as a song
C D
the years have been short but the days were long
Em D A Em D A
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
Em D A Em D A
we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
Em D A Em D A
when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots
Em D A Em D A
and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off
G D
Since then it's been a book
G
you read in reverse
D
so you understand less as the pages turn
G D F
or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast
C D
that even I could be the star
C D F G
I dont look back much as a rule
C D F G
and all this way before murder is cool
C D G C
but your memory is here and i'd like you to stay
D
a warm light on a winter's day
Em D A x6
G D
Over the ramparts you tossed
G D
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
G D F
tied to brick sweet as a song
C F
the years have been short but the days go slowly by
C
to loose kites falling from the sky
F C D
drawn to the ground and an end to flight
Without capo
Gm F C x4
Gm F C Gm F C
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
Gm F C Gm F C
you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Gm F C Gm F C
oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls
Gm F C Gm F C
my timid young fingers held a decent animal
A# F
Over the ramparts you tossed
A# F
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
A# F G#
tied to a brick sweet as a song
D# F
the years have been short but the days were long
Gm F C Gm F C
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
Gm F C Gm F C
we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
Gm F C Gm F C
when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots
Gm F C Gm F C
and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off
A# F
Since then it's been a book
A#
you read in reverse
F
so you understand less as the pages turn
A# F G#
or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast
D# F
that even I could be the star
D# F G# A#
I dont look back much as a rule
D# F G# A#
and all this way before murder is cool
C# F A# D#
but your memory is here and i'd like you to stay
F
a warm light on a winter's day
Gm F C x6
A# F
Over the ramparts you tossed
A# F
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
A# F G#
tied to brick sweet as a song
D# G#
the years have been short but the days go slowly by
D#
to loose kites falling from the sky
G# D# A#
drawn to the ground and an end to flight
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version 2
Tuning: eBGDAE
Capo 3rd fret
Chords used:
Em (022000)
D (xx0232)
Dsus4 (xx0233)
Dsus2 (xx0230)
A (x02220)
G (320033)
F (133211)
C (x32010)
Cadd9 (x32030)
/ slide up
\ slide down
h hammer-on
p pull-off
== Intro/Verse ==
Em - D - A
Strum pattern is something like D - D - U - D, where the first down strum
emphasizes the bass note in each chord.
Also, in the strum right before each chord change, he plays the strings open
and then moves to next chord.
Sometimes he plays a little riff around the A:
D A
e|--2----0--0---------|
B|--3----2--2h3p2p0---|
G|--2----2--2---------|
D|--0----2--2---------|
A|-------0--0---------|
E|--------------------|
At the same time the chords are being played, a second guitar plays the riff:
Relatively to capo:
e|--7--------5--------2------2/3/5-------------|
B|-----5\3------3\0------0------------3/5------|
G|-----------------------------------------4---|
D|---------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------|
NOT Relatively to capo:
e|--10--------8--------5------5/6/8------------|
B|------8\6------6\3------3------------6/8-----|
G|------------------------------------------7--|
D|---------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------|
== 1st Chorus ==
G - D (Dsus4) x2
G - D (Dsus2)
F - C (Cadd9) - D (Dsus4)
While playing the D chords, he plays the Dsus4 chord once (except before the
F, when he plays a Dsus2). Also, every C in the song changes into a Cadd9
In the end, he plays a little riff around the D:
D Dsus4
e|--2-----3-----2--2h3p2p0---|
B|--3-----3-----3--3---------|
G|--2-----2-----2--2---------|
D|--0-----0-----0--0---------|
A|---------------------------|
E|---------------------------|
== Verse ==
(Same as before)
== 2nd Chorus ==
G - D (Dsus4) x3
F - C (Cadd9) - G
Here the D-Dsus4 changes are faster, with some hammer ons/pull offs.
== Bridge ==
C (Cadd9) - D (Dsus4) - F - G x2
C (Cadd9) - D (Dsus4) - G
C (Cadd9) - C (Cadd9) - D
Before every C (including the first one), he plays:
G C
e|--3------------0-----|
B|--3------------1-----|
G|--0------------0-----|
D|--0------------2-----|
A|--2------0--2--3-----|
E|--3---3--------------|
== Solo ==
(Same as Intro/Verse)
== 3rd Chorus ==
G - D (Dsus4) x2
G - D (Dsus2)
F - C (Cadd9) x2
F - C (Cadd9) - D
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long.
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
And to finally fly apart
We had to cut them off.
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkardly cast
That even I could be the star.
I don't look back as much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight.
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version 3
Tuning: eBGDAE
CAPO III
Here are the chords for this song (relative to capo)
Intro/Verse/solo:
Em - D - A (many times)
Chorus:
G - D - G - D - G - D - F - C - D
Bridge
C - D - F - G - C - D - F - G - C - D - G - C - C - D
Intro/Verse riff "capo zero":
e|------10--------8-------5-----5-5------------------------------------------|
B|---------8--------6---------3------6/8-------------------------------------|
G|----7------7/-------5/----2------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Harmonica? solo (NOT relative to capo):
e|----15~~~~~~~-13-----------------22-17-18-15-----15\13---------------13----|
B|-----------------15-11h13-13-15------------------------15---15h13-11-------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long.
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
And to finally fly apart
We had to cut them off.
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkardly cast
That even I could be the star.
I don't look back as much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight.
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
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version 4
Tuning: Standard
Intro/Verse Riff:
e|-------------10-----------------8-----------------------------5-----------|
B|------8---------8--------------------6---6----------------------3---------|
G|-----------------10--------------------7--------------5-----------5-------|
D|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|---------1/3-----|
B|----3------------|
G|--0--------------|
D|-----------------|
A|-----------------|
E|-----------------|
Verse (play w/riff):
strumming is easy to figure out on own
e|-----3------------------3--------3------------3----------------3----3---|
B|-----3------------------5--------3------------3----------------5----3---|
G|-----3------------------5--------5------------3----------------5----5---|
D|-----5------------------5--------5------------5----------------5----5---|
A|-----5------------------3--------3------------5----------------3----3---|
E|-----3------------------3--------3------------3----------------3----3---|
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh what a contrast you were To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal
Chorus:
e|------6------\--------1---------------------------------------------------|
B|------6------\--------1---------------------------------------------------|
G|------7------\--------2---------------------------------------------------|
D|------8------\--------3---------------------------------------------------|
A|------8------\--------3---------------------------------------------------|
E|------6------\--------1---------------------------------------------------|
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
e|----6---\---1-----/------4---------------------------3--------------|
B|----6---\---1-----/------4---------------------------3--------------|
G|----7---\---2-----/------5---------------------------3--------------|
D|----8---\---3-----/------6---------------------------5--------------|
A|----8---\---3-----/------6---------------------------5--------------|
E|----6---\---1-----/------4---------------------------3--------------|
Tied to a brick Sweet as a song The years have been short but the days
e|---------1----|
B|--------1-----|
G|-------2------|
D|------3-------|
A|-----3--------|
E|----1---------|
were long....
Break:
e|------------------------6-----/-----8-----------------4----------6---------|
B|------------------------6-----/-----10----------------5----------8---------|
G|------------------------8-----/-----10----------------6----------8---------|
D|------------------------8-----/-----10----------------6----------8---------|
A|----------------5-------6-----/-----8-----------------4----------6---------|
E|------6----8------------6-----/-----8-----------------4----------6---------|
I don't look back much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
e|----6----8----\---------1-----/------6---------------------------3--------|
B|----6----10---\---------3-----/------8---------------------------3--------|
G|----8----10---\---------3-----/------8---------------------------3--------|
D|----8----10---\---------3-----/------8---------------------------5--------|
A|----8----8----\---------1-----/------6---------------------------5--------|
E|----6----8----\---------1-----/------6---------------------------3--------|
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
e|----6---- 8-----8--8--8---8---8--8--------|
B|----6----10p8-h10-h10-p8-h10-p8--h10------|
G|----8----10----10--10-10--10--10--10------|
D|----8----10-------------------------------|
A|----8----8--------------------------------|
E|----6----8--------------------------------|
Warm light.......... on a winters day. (back to verse)
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long.
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
And to finally fly apart
We had to cut them off.
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkardly cast
That even I could be the star.
I don't look back as much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight.
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version 5
Tuning: Standard
e|--------10--------8--------------------------------------------------------|
B|----8------8---------------10-------10---------6/8-------------------------|
G|-------------10-----10--7--------7------7----------------------------------|
D|-------------------------------------------10------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long.
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
And to finally fly apart
We had to cut them off.
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkardly cast
That even I could be the star.
I don't look back as much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight.
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
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version 6
(/) slide up (\) slide down
e|------10--------8-----5-------5-5------------------------------------------|
B|---------8\6------6\3------3---------6/8-----------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long.
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
And to finally fly apart
We had to cut them off.
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkardly cast
That even I could be the star.
I don't look back as much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day.
Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight.
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