Thom Yorke - Analyse, аккорды

C
							
A
 self-fulfilling prophecy  Of endless possibility
    
Ab
         
G
				      
Fm
You roll in reams across the street In algebra, in algebra
   
C
							
The fences that you cannot climb  The sentences that Do not rhyme
   
Ab
          
G
			         
Fm
In all that you can ever change  The one you're looking for
         
C
 It gets you down (X2)
 
Bb
      
Ab
 There's no spark
G
           
Fm
 No light in the dark
         
C
 It gets you down (X2)
    
Bb
     
Ab
 You traveled far
G
          
Fm
 What have you found
            	 
C
 	That there's no time
         
C
 	There's no time
	     
Bb
 
Ab
   
 	To analyse
          
G
              
Fm
 	To think things through
   	 
E
   
Fm
 	To make sense
  
C
				
Like cows in the city  They never looked so pretty
   
Ab
         
G
		      
Fm
By power carts and blackouts  Sleeping like babies
         
C
 It gets you down (X2)
               
Bb
      
Ab
 You're just playing a part
 
G
                
Fm
 You're just playing a part
        		     
C
  You're playing a part  Playing a part
	 	   
Bb
       
Ab
 
G
      
Fm
  And there's no time  There's no time
       
C
					
  To analyse  Analyse 
  
Bb
  
Ab
  Analyse  
  
G
    
Fm
  
C
  Analyse