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Through The Trees Part 2 by Mount Eerie
Through The Trees Part 2
Tuning: Standard
Here are all of the chords used throughout the song. (Note: gsome of the chord names are
more complex than what I've written. What I call C#m is actually C#madd9/G#, what I
call F#m7 is actually F#m7add11/C#, and what I call A is actually Asus2.
C#m F#m7 G#m7 A B F#m E G#m
e|---0----0-----4----0--2---2---0---4---------------------------------------|
B|---4----0-----4----0--4---2---0---4---------------------------------------|
G|---6----2-----4----2--4---2---1---4---------------------------------------|
D|---6----4-----6----2--4---4---2---6---------------------------------------|
A|--------4-----6----0--2---4---2---6---------------------------------------|
E|--------------4-----------2---0---4---------------------------------------|
And just to clarify: At the point when he says "mountains and websites," play the
following little thing which I will call "part A," for lack of a better name.
e|-------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---7-----7---------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---9-----6---------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Intro: (play x2, but on the last time don't play the lil E chord at the end)
e|-------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-4-0(let ring)-----------------------------------------------------------|
G|-6----------------------------------------1------------------------------|
D|-6----6-4--------7-------7--7--6-----1----2------------------------------|
A|-----------4/7---7-------9--6--4-----2----2------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------0------------------------------|
Verse: (this isn't a traditionally structured song so I'm just gonna call the whole
thing a verse)
A C#m F#m7 G#m7 A
C#m F#m7
Misunderstood and disillusioned,
G#m7 A C#m
I go on describing this place and the way it feels to live and die
F#m7
The “natural world” and whatever else it’s called
G#m A C#m
I drive in and out of town, seeing no edge, breathing sky
B F#m7
And it’s hard to describe without seeming absurd
E
I know there’s no other world:
(part A)
Mountains and websites
C#m F#m7
Dark smoke fills the air,
G#m7 A
Some from the fire in my house, some from me driving around
C#m F#m7 G#m7
I could see the lights of town through the trees on the ridge
A
On my way home in the dark
C#m F#m7
I meant all my songs not as a picture of the woods
G#m7 C#m
But just to remind myself that I briefly live
F#m7
The gleaming stone, the moon in the sky at noon
G#m7 A
There is no other world and there has never been
C#m F#m7
I still walk, living, sleeping
G#m7 A
Life in the real world of clouds, clawing for meaning
C#m F#m7
Still when I see branches in the wind
G#m7 A
The tumultuous place where I live calls out, revealing
C#m F#m7
“Can you see the river in the branches
G#m7
And know that it means you will die
A
And that pieces are churning?”
C#m F#m7
“Can you find a wildness in your body
G#m7 C#m
And walk through the store after work, holding it high?”
F#m7
I’ve held aloft some delusions
B E
From now on, I will be perfectly clear:
G#m F#m
There’s no part of the world more meaningful
E B
And raw impermanence echoes in the sky
C#m (x4)
C#m F#m7 G#m7 A
There is either no end or constant simultaneous end and beginning
C#m F#m7
A pile of trash, the fog on the hill
G#m C#m
Standing in the parking lot, squinting
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
| b Bend
| pb Pre-bend
| br Bend release
| pbr Pre-bend release
| brb Bend release bend
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version 2
Solo
lots of delay and reverb
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------6---------------------------------------4-----------|
D|---------------6-----------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------7-------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------9---------------------------------------------------------------|
breifly live... the gleaming stone the moon in the sky at noon
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------4--------------------------1---------4--------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------------------4---|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
there is no other world and there has never been i still walk living sleeping
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------4------------------------6-------2--------6--------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
life in the real world of clouds clawing for meaning still i see branches
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|--------4-------------------4------------------------6---2-----------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
in the wind the tumultuous place where i live calls out revealing
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------6---------------------4--------------------|
D|--------6----------9-------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----7----------7----------------------------------------------------------|
E|--9----------9-------------------------------------------------------------|
can you see the river and the branches and know that
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---4-------------------------------6------2---------------6----------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
it means you will die and that peices are churning can you find the wildness
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-------4--------------------------4----------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------------------------------4----------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
in your body and walk through the store after work holding it high
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|--6------------------------4-----------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
i've held aloft some delusions ...
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---6---------------4-----------------8--------------6-------2--------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
there is either no end or constant simultanious end and beginning
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------4--------2--------6-----------------------4--------|
D|--------6-----4------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----7---------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|--9------------------------------------------------------------------------|
a pile of trash, the fog on the hill
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|--4------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------4-------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
standing in the parking lot squinting.
Misunderstood
And disillusioned
I go on describing this place
And the way it feels to live and die
The "natural world"
And whatever else it's called
I drive in and out of town
Seeing no edge, breathing sky
And it's hard to describe
Without seeming absurd
I know there's no other world:
Mountains and websites
Dark smoke fills the air
Some from the fire in my house
Some from me driving around
I could see the lights of town
Through the trees on the ridge
On my way home in the dark
I meant all my songs
Not as a picture of the woods
But just to remind myself
That I briefly live
The gleaming stone
The moon in the sky at noon
There is no other world
And there has never been
I still walk: living, sleeping
Life in the real world of clouds
Clawing for meaning
Still when I see branches in the wind
The tumultuous place where I live
Calls out revealing
"Can you see the river in the branches
And know that it means you will die
And that pieces are churning?"
"Can you find a wildness in your body
And walk through the store after work
Holding it high?"
I've held aloft some delusions
From now on I will be perfectly clear:
There's no part of the world more meaningful
And raw impermanence echoes in the sky
There is either no end
Or constant simultaneous end and beginning
A pile of trash
The fog on the hill
Standing in the parking lot, squinting
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