LANGUAGE (Suzanne Vega)
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Every chord in this song has exactly four strings in it.  Play each chord as
an arpeggio of six sixteenth notes (each chord is half of a 12/16 measure.)

 A(9)/E      G/D          Cmaj7       Bm7
|------------------------|------------------------|
|------0-----------0-----|------0-----------0-----|
|----6---6-------4---4---|----9---9-------7---7---|
|--7-------7---5-------5-|--9-------9---7-------7-|
|7-----------5-----------|------------------------|
|------------------------|8-----------7-----------|


A(9)/E: x7760x    G/D: x5540x       Cmaj7: 8x990x     Bm7: 7x770x
Am9: 5x550x       G: 3x000x         G/F: 1x000x       Esus4: 0x220x
Esus4/B: x2220x   F#m7(4): 2x220x   G6(9): 3x220x     Asus9: x0220x
C#m9: x4x440      B(4)/F#: 2xx440   Emaj7/G#: 4xx440  Asus9(#4): x0x440
F6(9): x5x400     C(9)/E:  x4x200


C(9)/G  Bb/F Ebmaj7 Dm7  Cm9  Bb Bb/G# Bb
[intro]

C(9)/G  Bb/F          Ebmaj7           Dm7        Cm9  Bb Bb/G# Bb
  If    language were liquid, it would be rushing in
C(9)/G  Bb/F      Ebmaj7    Dm7          Cm9           Bb             Bb/G# Bb
  Instead here we are, in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be
C(9)/G  Bb/F          Ebmaj7            Dm7        Cm9   Bb Bb/G# Bb
 These  words are too solid, they don't move fast enough
C(9)/G  Bb/F          Ebmaj7      Dm7        Cm9     Bb      Bb/G# Bb/G#
         To catch the blur in the brain that flies by and is gone
       Gsus4  Gsus4/D  Gsus4  Gsus4/D       Am7(4)   Am7(4)   Bb6(9) Bb6(9)
And is gone,                         and is gone,             gone,
 Am7(4)   Am7(4)   Bb6(9) Bb6(9)      Csus9  Csus9  Csus9  Csus9
Gone,              gone,       and is gone

I'd like to meet you in a timeless, placeless place
Somewhere out of context and beyond all consequences
Let's go back to the building on Little West 12th; it is not far away and
   the river is there  (Words are too solid, they don't move fast enough)
And the sun and the spaces are all laying low, and we'll sit in the slience
   that comes rushing in  (To catch the blur in the brain that flies by...)
And is gone, and is gone, gone,
Gone, gone, and is gone

Em9   Em9   D(4)/A   D(4)/A   Gmaj7/B   Gmaj7/B   Csus9(#4)  Csus9(#4)
[instrumental]
Em9   Em9   D(4)/A   D(4)/A   Gmaj7/B   Gmaj7/B   Csus9(#4)  Csus9(#4)
[instrumental]
Em9   Em9   F6(9)  F6(9)  C(9)/E   C(9)/E   F6(9)  F6(9)
[instrumental]
C(9)/G  Bb/F Ebmaj7 Dm7
[instrumental]

I won't use words again, they don't mean that I meant, they don't say
   what I said
It's just the crust of the meaning with realms underneath, never touched,
   never stirred, never even moved through
If language were liquid, it would be rushing in
C(9)/G  Bb/F      Ebmaj7   Dm7          Cm9           Bb             Bb/G# Bb/G#
  Instead here we are in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be
Gsus4  Gsus4/D  Gsus4  Gsus4/D       Am7(4)   Am7(4)   Bb6(9) Bb6(9)
                              And is gone,             gone,
Am7(4)   Am7(4)   Bb6(9) Bb6(9)      Csus9  Csus9  Csus9  Csus9
Bbone,            gone,       and is gone          [repeat and fade]




- transcribed by Adam Schneider, http://adamschneider.net/