Hey - here's the tab for Armchairs from Armchair Apocrypha. The chord changes are close but not completely lined up right (this kind of took forever). Its a pretty song and there are lots more licks and probably a few chord changes, but this should be at least. Enjoy Intro Part (at 0:45) E|----0------0------0---------------| B|---------------------------0------| G|--------------------------0-------| D|-------------------------0--------| A|------------------------2---------| E|-1-----3------1------1h3----------| (at 1:00) E|--------------------------------------| B|---------1-------1-------1-------1----| G|--------0-------0-------0-------0-----| D|-------2-------2-------2-------2------| A|2---3-------0-------2-------0---------| E|--------------------------------------| C G C I dreamed you were a cosmonaut G of the space between our chairs C And I was a cartographer G of the tangles in your hair F I sang the song that silence sings F C It's the one that everybody knows, everybody knows The song that silence sings G And this is how it goes (2nd fill) C These looms that weave apocrypha G they're hanging from a strand C The dark and empty rooms were full G of incandescent hands F The awkward pause F The fatal flaw F Time, it's a crooked bow C Time is a crooked bow C In time you need to learn, to love G The ebb just like the flow D7 B5 Em Grab hold of your bootstraps, and pull like hell Am D until gravity feels sorry for you, and lets you go G C C/B As if you lack the proper chemicals to know, oh Am B5 F the way it felt the last time you let yourself fall this low C Time's a crooked bow F#/D7 Time's a crooked bow F G C Time, it's a crooked bow F G Fifty-five and three-eighths years later F G At the bottom of a gigantic crater F G An armchair calls to you F G Yeah, this armchair calls to you C It says, someday, we'll get back at them all G With epoxy and a pair of pliers C As ancient sea slugs begin to crawl G through the ragweed and barbed wire C You didn't write G You didn't call F G It didn't cross your mind at all C Through the waves G waves of hay and straw F G You couldn't feel a thing at all F Fifty-five and three-eighths G Time Fifty-five and three-eighths Time Time F to G repeats, end on F.