The Shins - Saint Simon, аккорды

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Bm
        F#
              A
               E
After all these implements and text designed by intellects
    D
                E
                   A              
So vexed to find evidently there's just so much that hides
      Bm
        F#
             A
               E
And though the saints of us divine in ancient feeding lines 
       D
            E
                A              
Their sentiment is just as hard to pluck from the vine

G
                          E
I'm trying hard not to pretend
G
                       E
        F#
Allow myself no mock defense
               Bm
Step into the night

      F#
                A
                E
Since I don't have the time nor mind to figure out
     D
                   E
                        A              
The nursery rhymes that helped us out and make a sense of our lives
      Bm
      F#
              A
         E
The cruel uneventful state of apathy releases me
   D
             E
                  A              
I value them but I won't cry every time one's wiped out

G
                            E
I'll trying hard not to give in
G
                          E
      F#
Battened down to fair the wind
G
                       E
Rid my head of this pretense
G
                       E
         F#
Allow myself no mock defense
               Bm
  F#
  D
  E
  F#
  F#
Step into the night..

D
  A
  Em
  G
  A
D
  A
  Em
  G
  A

        D
          A
   Em  
Mercy's eyes are blue
           G
      A
       D
       A
    Em  
When she places them in front of you
         G
       A
     D
      A
    Em  
Nothing holds a roman candle to
            G
          A
      G
       D
  G
  D
  G
  D   
The solemn warmth you feel inside

             C
There's no measuring of it 
           A
                 F#
As nothing else is love...

       
Bm
  F#
  A
  E
  D
  E
  A
Bm
  F#
  A
  E
  D
  E
  A


G
                         E
I'll try hard not to give in
G
                          E
      F#
Battened down to fair the wind
G
                       E
Rid my head of this pretense 
G
                       E
         F#
Allow myself no mock defense
               Bm
  F#
  D
  E
  F#
  F#
Step into the night...

D
  A
  Em
  G
  A
D
  A
  Em
  G
  A
D
  A
  Em
  G
  A
D
  A
  Em
  G
  A

        D
          A
    Em  
Mercy's eyes are blue
           G
      A
       D
       A
    Em  
When she places them in front of you
         G
      A
       D
     A
    Em  
Nothing really holds a candle to
            G
          A
   D
          A
    Em
  G
  A
The solemn warmth you feel inside of you

Outro: D
  A
  Em
  G
  A

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