Suzanne Vega (born Suzanne Nadine Vega on 11 July 1959 in Santa Monica, California) is an American singer-songwriter noted for her eclectic folk-inspired music. Two of Vega's songs (both from her second album Solitude Standing, 1987) reached the top 10 of various international chart listings: " Luka" and "Tom's Diner".
Though born in California, Vega has lived most of her life in New York City. There, she attended the High School of the Performing Arts (the school seen in the feature film musical Fame), where she studied modern dance.
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STRAIGHT LINES (Suzanne Vega) ----------------------------- [It was next-to-impossible to accurately depict the timing, but it should be obvious if you've heard the song. Ds4 is actually Dsus4, and Ds9 is Dsus9.]
DD - Ds4D Ds9 - D - Ds4 [intro] D Ds9 - D - Ds4D Ds9 - D - Ds4 [intro]
Ds9 - D - Ds4 Ds9 - D - Ds4 There's a sound across the alley Ds9 - D - Ds4 Ds9 - D - Ds4 Of cold metal touching skin D Ds9 - D - Ds4D Ds9 - D - Ds4 And you can see if you look in her window D Ds9 - D - Ds4D Ds9 - D - Ds4 That she has gone and cut her hair again
D Ds9 - D - Ds4D Ds9 - D - Ds4 In straight lines D Ds9 - D - Ds4D Ds9 - D - Ds4 Straaaaaight lines
EbF Those soft golden lights in the morning EbF Are now on her wooden floor EbF The wind has swept them through the apartment, she won't need them GmFEbDs4 Anymore, anymore, anymore
She's cut down on her lovers Though she still dreams of them at night She's growing straight lines where once were flowers She is streamlined, she is taking the shade down from the light
To see the straight lines Straaaaaight lines
She wants to cut through the circles That she has lived in before She wants to finally kill the delusions, she won't need them Anymore, anymore, anymore
There's a sound across the alley Of cold metal too close to the bone And you can see if you look in her window The face of a woman finally alone