---------------------------------------------------------------------------- A Hand to Take Hold of the Scene - Okkervil River ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by: A. Maheu Tuning: Standard / / = 1 measure / Ebm /... / = 2 measures of Ebm *Intro* /Ebm / ... / ... / ... *Verse 1* /Ebm / ... /C# / ... I'm a band in a show about a man holding hands with his wife /Ebm / ... / ... on a therapist's couch, with his face to the ground (after fucking around /C# / ... countless nights) /B / ... /C# / ... and, in this one episode, close-up cameras are showing him crying, /Abm /B /C# his red head and his red eyes. *Verse 2* /Ebm / ... /C# / ... I'm a band in a show about a boy being buried alive, /Ebm / ... / ... from his head to his toes, by a criminal (but with a sensitive soul!) with /C# / ... a set of raccoon eyes, /B / ... and there's this scene in the show when a hustler knows /C# / ... he's gonna die. /Abm /B /C# The ground opens and he climbs inside. *Chorus* /F# /C# /Abm And as he speaks his last line, a thought falls from his mind and I pick it /B /C# / ... up right through the TV: /Abm / ... /B /... /C# Oh oh Is there a hand to take hold of the scene? *Post-Chorus* /F# / ... /Abm / ... /C# / ... /B / ... *Verse 3* /Ebm / ... /C# / ... I'm a man in a dream and there, dancing in front of my eyes, /Ebm / ... / ... is a queen - formed out of flaws, with her eyes all gone odd and a rod /C# / ... bolted into her spine. /B / ... / ... She rises up like a yawn. She grips my heart like a claw. She splits apart /C# / ... like a jaw, like an eye. /Abm /B /C# And she asks me with a sigh, *Chorus* /F# /C# /Abm When we're so far from right, when we're losing the fight, when we're /B /C# / ... letting the light weaken its beam - /Abm / ... /B /... /C# Oh oh Is there a hand to take hold of the scene? *Post-Chorus* /F# / ... /Abm / ... /C# / ... /B / ... /F# / ... /Abm / ... / I want a smile like a glistening shard. I want a kiss that's as sharp as a C# / ... /B / ... knife. The day expires, and the /F# / ... /Abm / ... /C# / ... dry, cracked, trembling lips God saw fit to put this kiss inside, I /B /F# lift them up to you. /Abm /C# I'd like to bear witness to a *Verse 4* /Ebm / ... /C# / ... light that is fine and is filling the cryingest eyes, /Ebm / ... grace in each face that is making the wastedest, / ... /C# / ... brokenest ones fairly fly, /B / ... /C# /... love that is innocent of that old cynical, covetous, cancerous vibe, /Abm /B /C# and a beauty that annihilates all *Chorus* /F# /C# /Abm life like it's lived in these nights, holding your hatred tight like a sign /B that you're right or you're strong. /F# /C# /Abm When your doors are shut tight, I will dream you tonight, and my dream will /B just sweep you along. /F# /C# /Abm When all fires are fanned, when we're shucking our plans, when we're too /B /C# / ... weak to stand on our two feet /Abm / ... /B /... /C# Oh oh Is there a hand to take hold of the scene? /B / ... / ... / ... / ... / ... / Ends on a B