surface of the moon

Surface Of The Moon

Capo : 4th Fret

Am	X02210
F	X33210
C	X32010
C/B	X20010
Em	022000
G	320001
Am/G    302210

Intro : Arpeggio Am and F

Am               F
E---------0---------------0---------
B-----1------1--------1-------1-----
G-------2--2--------2---2---2-------
D---2-------------3-----------------
A-0---------------------------------
E-----------------------------------


C	                C/B
Snow in a soulless city
F				   C/B
Covers up the tracks in the road
Am			        Am/G
As a wastrel buys her cigarettes
   F		           C/B	 
And wipes her pretty nose
C 				C/B
Like a part-time Elvis imitator
F			       C/B
These streets I knew so well
         Am		   Am/G
Have been pasted beyond recognition
      F
With a temporary smell
	Em
Now the midnight train eases out
	G        F
Leaving everyone marooned
	Am
And without her
  F                                   Am     F    Am   F    Am    F   Am   Em   G
It might as well be the surface of the moon


So from the well-swept streets of Jackson Heights
To the dockside drudgery
Everything is now a replica
Of what it used to be
But since they tarted up the trenches
And painted the bridges blue
It seems less like a home to me
Than just a place they bury you

Now we're lit up like a cathedral
In our frozen concrete room
And without her 
It might as well be the surface of the moon

	F	    Em
So I need her and I love her
	Am
That is true
	   F		     Em
But I'm stuck here like some shipwreck
          Am
Instead of holding on to you
         F
When they beat out the tramps

And pack up the slums
G	           Am
Everything will be fine
             Em
There'll be a new facade
              Am     F    Am   F    Am    F   Am   Em   G              
For us to hide behind

Solo
E--12-12-12--11-11-11-09-09-09---------------------------------------------------
B--14-14-14--12-12-12-10-10-10-9h10p9--------------------------------------------
G-------------------------------------8-9--11p9--------11p9----------------------
D-----------------------------------------------11----------11---9--11p9------9--
A-------------------------------------------------------------------------11-----
E--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

So on the ancient trails of our coupling
In the places we used to meet
I am amazed by the lack of memories
That I thought would flood through me
And the riverside where we first kissed has now been reduced
To a phony old world market where only shoppers get seduced

Now your arms embrace me strangely in your unfamiliar room
And for all I care it might as well be the surface of the moon Yeah for
all I care it might as well be the surface of the moon 
Tabbed by Neil Parry


Alternate Version:

Intro 4x(arpeggiated): 
E----------------------- 
A--4---------0---------- 
D---6-6-- 6---6-6---6---
G----6---6-----6---6----
B-------5---------5----- 
E------4---------4------

E			  B
Snow in a soulless city
A				B
Covers up the tracks in the road
C#min				B
As a wastrel buys her cigarettes
A			  B
And wipes her pretty nose
E				B
Like a part-time Elvis imitator
A			    B
These streets I knew so well
            C#min		   B
Have been pasted beyond recognition
A
With a temporary smell
	G#min
Now the midnight train eases out
	   B		 A
Leaving everyone marooned
	   C#min
And for all I care
   A
It might as well be the surface of the moon

(Intro riff x2)

So from the well-swept streets of Jackson Heights
To the dockside drudgery
Everything is now a replica
Of what it used to be
But since they tarted up the trenches
And painted the bridges blue
It seems less like a home to me
Than just a place they bury you

Now we're lit up like a cathedral
In our frozen concrete room
And without her 
It might as well be the surface of the moon

	A			B
So I need her and I love her
	   C#min
That is true
	   A				   B
But I'm stuck here like some shipwreck
		C#min
Instead of holding on to you
		A
When they beat out the tramps

And pack up the slums
B			   C#min	
Everything will be fine
		   G#min
There'll be a new facade
			C#min
For us to hide behind

So on the ancient trails of our coupling
In the places we used to meet
I am amazed by the lack of memories
That I thought would flood through me
And the riverside where we first kissed has now been reduced
To a phony old world market where only shoppers get seduced

Now your arms embrace me strangely in your unfamiliar room
And for all I care it might as well be the surface of the moon Yeah for
all I care it might as well be the surface of the moon 


Transcribed by Dave Bieler