Rings Lyrics

by Toad the Wet Sprocket
There are two guitars.. one strumming chords, the other strums
then picks some notes out of the chord. The C chord has some Cadd9
flourishes... (The solo might not by in octaves but since I can't
afford all those cool effects this gets me close...)
are you the plane
that shapes the board
part of a history
smoothed and worn
Ohhhh...... the windy weather.... dry spells...
brushfire...
isn't it strange
to see my life
you must cut me down
to look inside
(second time through not so precise...)
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ohhhhh..... the simple pleasures
this ring tells of rain,this one summers
good dreams, nightmares....
Solo (fret numbers relative to nut not capo!!)
Guitar 1
While guitar 2 plays this twice:
how is it i remember
knowing that i would live forever
isn't it strange
how truth can change
(second time through not so precise...)
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ohhhhh..... the windy weather....
this ring tells of rain,this one summers
dry spells, brushfire....
Guitar 2 starts repeating this riff at "this one summers...."