Murray Attaway was the lead singer and guitarist for the Marietta, Georgia jangle pop band Guadalcanal Diary. After the band's breakup, Attaway recorded one solo album, titled In Thrall, which was released in 1993. Attaway also had the track "Allegory" featured on DGC Rarities, Vol. 1.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
From Murray Attaway from the band Guadalcanal Diary (www.guadalcanaldiary.com)
It may not be perfect, but as far as I have looked it´s the only tab of this song. I´m specially unsure about the bridge part. The UG editor has moved the notes placement so hear the song out to change chords properly. Corrections, comments are welcome in [email protected]
I see the noon and the noon see me The moon looks down on what I long to be There's grace in the heart and grace in the hall But the Grace of God is over us all
C#m
(VERSE 1)
C#mAC#m Sudden move in the stars C#mAEF# Whenever I look to the skies I can get lost C#mAEF#G# Stand in a mirror and know that I am a fragment of something greater than I C#mAEAF# Spicks of dust in a moonbeam gathering shape and potent of greatness waiting to light
(CHORUS)
C#mAEF#mC#m Even the wind in the trees is the allegory C#mAEF#mC#m Everything that is and ever will be is the allegory
(VERSE 2) C#mAEF# We can stand with both feet firmly on the ground C#mAEF# And let our heads get lost so thoroughly in the clouds Conjure up visions of power and romance, and destinies changed In the twinkle of an eye Stumble and fall, always searching, desperate to give some meaning to this life
(CHORUS)
But even the wind in the trees is the allegory Everything that is and ever will be Is the allegory
(BRIDGE)
C#mBA (x3) C#mAG#
C#mF#G#C#mF#G# I see the noon and the noon see me C#mF#G#C#mF#G# The moon looks down on what I long to be C#mA There's grace in the heart and grace in the hall F#EAEF#EC#m But the Grace of God is over us all
(VERSE 3)
Sudden move in the stars Whenever I look to the skies I can get lost Sweat in this foundry of lies hammer my soul until it looks something more like me Forge a chain that binds us like slaves to a dark and omninous dream
(CHORUS)
While even the wind in the trees is the allegory Everything that is and ever will be Is the allegory All that I am and all that I ever will be This is the allegory