E|---0-2---3-2-3-5-7--5-3-2-2--3--0--0-----0-2---3-2-3-5-7--5-10-8--7--7--7b--|
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[Verse]
     Em                 B7              D      A7
When it should learn to speak before it melts away
           Em                   D            G         B7
It would express that each have words no one else will say


[Chorus]
G           B7              Em
I have been floated to this thought this hour
     A
On a series of events
D7   Edim7      B
I cannot explain
G           B7                   Em
Gather your wit, your will, your luck, your power
A
What it would effect
D7        Edim7    B7*
That will not remain


[Riff - relative to capo]

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[Verse]
  Em                            B7                D        A7
A light shines through a little hole the hole's inside somewhere
         Em         D          G       B7
The spiracle's obedience it is true, I swear


[Chorus]
G           B7              Em
I have been floated to this thought this hour
     A
On a series of events
D7   Edim7      B
I cannot explain
G           B7                   Em
Gather your wit, your will, your luck, your power
A
What it would effect
D7        Edim7    B7*
That will not remain


[Verse]
              Em                B7               D      A7
If one should claim to know the way, let fashion be his bride
          Em             D             G        B7
And more akin to welcome in than being forced inside


[Chorus]
G           B7              Em
I have been floated to this thought this hour
     A
On a series of events
D7   Edim7      B
I cannot explain
G           B7                   Em
Gather your wit, your will, your luck, your power
A
What it would effect
D7        Edim7    B7*
That will not remain