The final cut    (midi)

 

          C                                                            G

1. Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes,

               F                                                               C

    I can barely define the shape of this moment in time.

                                                                 G

    And far from flying high in clear blue skies,

             F                                                                         C

    I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.

F                                   C

    If you negotiate the minefield in the drive,

F                                                              C

    and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes.

F                      G                      Am

    And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall,

Dm                                 ~  - - - - - - - - - - - - -

    dial the combination  - open the priesthole,

      - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -                                                     - G - C

    and if I'm in, I'll tell you (shot!) (what's behind the wall).

Em                                                       C

    There's a kid who had a big hallucination,

Em                                            G

    making love to girls in magazines.

            F                                                      Am     

    He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith.

Dm                                     - F     G                          C   - G - F- C

    Could anybody love him,     or is it just a crazy dream?

 

           C                           G                                F              C

3. And if I show you my dark side, will you still hold me tonight ?

           C                    G                                                F

    And if I open my heart to you, and show you my weak side,

                               C

    what would you do?

F                                                 C

    Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?

F                                                        -  C

    Would you take the children away,        and leave me alone?

                F               G                        Am

    And smile in reassurance, as you whisper down the phone.

F                                                G                                      C

    Would you send me packing,    or would you take me home?

    Em - C - Em - G - F - Am - Dm - G - C

Em                                                     C

    Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings,

Em                                                    G

    thought I oughta tear the curtain down.

        F                          

    I held the blade in trembling hands,

          Am                            - Dm

    Prepared to make it, but          just then the phone rang,

     - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -   C - F - C

    I never had the nerve to make the final cut.

 

(orig. = capo 5th)    (Pink Floyd)