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Lost Coastlines

Okkervil River

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2 guitars

1st one with capo on the 2nd fret
G     Em    C     D

2nd one without capo
A     F#m   D     E

Play these chords during the whole song and you've got it.

intro
Little riff (1st guitar)
   G
E|-----------------|
B|---0---0---------|
G|---------0-----0-|
D|-----0-----0-----|
A|-----------------|
E|-3---------------|

or
Little riff (2nd guitar)
   A
E|-----------------|
B|---2---2---------|
G|---------2-----2-|
D|-----2-----2-----|
A|-0---------------|
E|-----------------|

You can easily figure out the rest of these riffs.

1/2
^ ^
G/A
Packed and all eyes turned in, no one to see on the key. No one waving for 
Em/F#m                          C/D                            D/E
me just the shoreline receding. Ticket in my hand and thinking wish I 
                   G/A
didn't hand it in. Cause who said sailing is fine? leaving behind all the 
                   Em/F#m                                C/D
faces that I might replace if I tried on that long ride, looking deep 
                   D/E
inside but I don`t want to look so deep inside yet. 

G/A                             Em/F#m                       C/D
Sit down, sit down on the proud wave bye, there might not be another star,
               G/A   G/A                                  Em/F#m 
farther on the line. Look out, look out at each town that glides by, and
               C/D                       G/A        G/A
there's another crowd, to drown in crying eyes. And see how that light you
                    Em/F#m                            C/D 
love now just won`t shine, there might just be another star, that`s high
                      G/A         D/E
and far in some other sky. 

G/A
We sing, is that marionette real enough yet to step off of that set and 
Em/F#m                                C/D                         D/E
decide what a dance might mean to it. Ruining the place where the ensuing
                   G/A
may lay escape. We packed up all of our bags the ship's deck now sags from 
                               Em/F#m 
the weight of our tracks as we pace beneath flags black and battered 
C/D                               D/E
rattling our swords in service of some fated, foreign, war. 

G/A                                                  Em/F#m
And Jonathan says we sail out on order of him but we find that the maps he 
C/D                          G/A          G/A 
sent to us don't mention lost coastlines. Where nothing we've actually seen
                   Em/F#m                C/D
has been mapped or outlined and we don't recognize the names upon strange
G/A
signs. 

          G/A                                         Em/F#m
And every night finds us rocking and rolling on waves wild and wide, well
        C/D                                 G/A   D/E         G/A
we have lost our way, nobody`s gonna say it outright. Just go la la la la la la la la la...  

etc...

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Lost Coastlines

Okkervil River