Deep Dark Truthful Mirror

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From: schnitzi@east.isx.com (Mark J. Schnitzius)

Deep Dark Truthful Mirror
from Spike
tabbed by ah-HA! Pronoun trouble 

 


Some of the chord shapes I've tried to graph out, and the basic
chord shapes and barre chord shapes I didn't, but if you need any
of them graphed out, just e-mail me.



 G                    
 Bm
One day you're gonna have to face


  
 Am                 
 G
A deep dark truthful mirror



 D
And it's gonna tell you things that I still



 C                    
 D
Love you too much to say



 G                  
 Bm
The sky was just a purple bruise



 Am             
 G
The ground was iron



 D
And you fell all around the town



 C                    
 G    
 C
Until you looked the same

[chorus]


 G              
 B
The same eyes, the same lips



 Em                
 C
The same lie from your tongue trips

                                         
 C/B             
 D/F#
C    Am    C    C/B  Am   D/F# G      -----------     -----------
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror  | | | | 1 |     | | | | | |
                                      | 2 2 | | |     2 | | 2 | |
                                      | | | | | |     | | | | 3 |

 C    
 Am    
 C    
 C/B  
 Am   
 D/F# 
 G
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror

        
 G                           
 Bm
Now the flagstone streets where the newspaper shouts



 Am                   
 G
Ring to the boots of roustabouts



 D
And you're never in any doubt


        
 C                       
 D
There's something happening somewhere


    
 G                             
 Bm
You chase down the road till your fingers bleed



 Am              
 G
On a fiberglass tumbleweed



 D
You can blow around the town


    
 C                     
 G    
 C
But it all shuts down the same


[chorus]


       
 Bm                     
 Em              
 C 
 C 
 G (strum down)
So you bay for the boy in the tigerskin trunks


               
 C 
 C 
 G
They set him up, set him up on a stool



 Bm                      
 Em               
 C 
 C 
 G
He falls down, he falls down like a drunk


                           
 C 
 C 
 G
And you drink till you drool



 C        
 Bm               
 G
And it's his story you'll flatter


C      Bm                     Em  (I think I play this as G again)
You'll stretch him out like a saint



 C       
 Bm             
 Em
But the canvas that he splattered

                                                   
 B/D#
C                        D         B/D#        -----------
Will be the picture that you never paint       | | | | | |
                                               | 2 | | 2 |
                                               | | | | | 3
                                               | | | | | |
[instrumental break] 
 Em  
 C  
 G



 C    
 Am    
 C    
 C/B  
 Am   
 D/F#  
 G
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror



 C    
 Am    
 C    
 C/B  
 Am   
 D/F#  
 G
Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror


 G                       
 Bm
A stripping puppet on a liquid stick



 Am            
 G
Gets into it pretty thick



 D
A butterfly drinks a turtle's tears


    
 C                         
 D
But how do you know he really needs it


      
 G                    
 Bm
Cos a butterfly feeds on a dead monkey's hand



 Am              
 G
Jesus wept, he felt abandoned


       
 D
You're spellbound, baby, there's no doubting that



 C                                 
 G         
 C
Did you ever see her stare like a Persian cat


[chorus]