Birds

Aztec Camera - Birds (Roddy Frame)
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Chords Used:
        E  A  D  G  B  e
A     - X  0  2  2  2  0
Amaj7 - X  0  2  1  2  0
A6    - X  0  2  2  2  2
B     - X  2  4  4  4  2
Dm    - X  X  0  2  3  1
D     - X  5  7  7  7  5
Db    - X  4  6  6  6  4
Dmaj7 - X  5  7  6  7  5
E13   - 0  2  0  1  2  4


Riff used throughout song
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B|------------------|-------7-| 
G|------------6-7-6-|---6-----| 
D|------6-7-9-------|-9---9---| 
A|--7-9-------------|---------| 
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[Intro]
D   Db   D   Db   Dmaj7   E13   A   Db

[Verse]
A                                       Amaj7
"Hey baby, baby bring your love to me", repeats the radio relentlessly
A6                                              B               Dm
All day I dream a dream where feelings flee, in free formation
A                                             Amaj7
The sweetest sound reflects in saddened eyes, defies description and identifies
A6                                               B               Dm
The heart that hungers for the sudden skies, the souls migration

[Chorus]
    D        Db      D         Db      Dmaj7       E13            A                    Db
How sweet to fly, to touch the sky, to feel in the flow, like the one who glides there
  D       Db       D     Db    Dmaj7             E13            A                    Db
I feel we flew, we never knew, but to know is to go,  When your heart resides there

[Verse]
A                                         Amaj7
I take a winter coat and walk the square, the people gather and the birds they scare
A6                                                 B             Dm
Concrete and clay conspire to cage me there, among the lost boys
A                                              Amaj7
Down in the streets I see the trees grow bare, broken and battered in the thinning air
A6                                                B                 Dm
The birds are scattered and my footsteps there, I long for lost joy

[Outro]
    D        Db      D         Db      Dmaj7       E13            A                    Db
How sweet to fly, to touch the sky, to feel in the flow, like the one who glides there
  D       Db       D     Db    Dmaj7             E13            A                    Db
I feel we flew, we never knew, but to know is to go,  When your heart resides there
    D        Db      D         Db      Dmaj7       E13            A                    Db
How sweet to fly, to touch the sky, to feel in the flow, like the one who glides there
  D       Db       D     Db    Dmaj7             E13            A                    Db
I feel we flew, we never knew, but to know is to go,  When your heart resides there