Fitzcarraldo by Frames

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F#mi                        D
Here, back, down a long and straight track
                 F#mi
I have chose the long road -
                 D
That leads me to god knows
                      F#mi
So I can't stop right now

F#mi D
         F#mi                               D
Even the good stars can fall from grace and falter
                     F#mi
Lose their faith and slide
                   D
But I can't get an ocean that's deep enough 

    A   Bmi
for my  day
         C#mi              D
It's the first of the ascension
       A    Bmi       C#mi             D
It's a sad  way we've flown before the storm
        A    Bmi             C#mi               D
And her last words were 'I'm always thinking of you'
      A  Hmi  #mi   D     F#mi
In my golden days I was a slave

F#mi D
              F#mi
Well now it's time for to sound your voice
    D
And capture what your after
F#mi                          D
My ship was sold right up the river

But I'm not going 
A    Bmi
down here
     C#mi           D
This journey isn't over
       A    Bmi        C#mi               D
It's a long way to the house of Fitzcarraldo
        A    Bmi             C#mi               D
And her last words were 'I'm always thinking of you'
      A  Bmi C#mi   D     F#mi
In my golden days I was a saint

F#mi D
         A     Bmi       C#mi                   D
Even the good  stars can fall from grace and falter
Like lapdogs that stride that mystery
        A    Bmi              C#mi                 D
And her last words were 'I'll see you down in history
         A Hmi C#mi     D      F#mi
It's the only  way that we can go 

I shall eclipse you

F#mi D  

It's a long way to Fitzcarraldo
And I don't want to pray for you
In the name of something true

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