[ Предположительная тональность: C#m ] INTRO C#m B F# x2 VERSE 1 C#m B F# It's like an intuition or a feeling in the air C#m B F# An intangible impression that's always everywhere C#m B F# You bit into the apple, laid down your sword an shield (Untie! A little bit dies, a little each time, the medicine smile) C#m B F# Then spun 'round like a gyre in the unified field! (Inside, your elegant guide, an arrow in flight a million miles) (C#m to link) CHORUS Bm A E I remember feeling the opposite of falling (Into that spot where we untie every knot) Bm A E Spinning past the ceiling, absolution calling... G C#m B F# "Are you there, or not?" VERSE 2 C#m B F# It's an open invitation, come see the sights of sages C#m B F# We've been a pride of lions so afraid to leave our cages C#m B F# Don't fret over the pieces that smoulder in the sun (Untie! A little bit dies, a little each time, the medicine smile) C#m B F# 'Cause nothing can be broken when everything is one (Inside, your elegant guide, an arrow in flight a million miles) (C#m to link) CHORUS Bm A E I remember feeling the opposite of falling (Into that spot where we untie every knot) Bm A E Spinning past the ceiling, absolution calling... G "Are you there, or not?" Bm A E I remember feeling the opposite of falling (Into that spot where we untie every knot) Bm A E Spinning past the ceiling, absolution calling... G "Are you there, or not?" GUITAR SOLO Bm A E Bm A E G Bm A G E Bm A E G VERSE 3 C#m B F# You bit into the apple, laid down your sword an shield (Untie! A little bit dies, a little each time, the medicine smile) C#m B F# Then spun 'round like a gyre in the unified field! (Inside, your elegant guide, an arrow in flight a million miles) (C#m to link into key change chorus) CHORUS C#m B F# I remember feeling the opposite of falling (Into that spot where we untie every knot) C#m B F# Spinning past the ceiling, absolution calling... A "Are you there, or not?" C#m B F# I remember feeling the opposite of falling (Into that spot where we untie every knot) C#m B F# Spinning past the ceiling, absolution calling... A "Are you there.."