Spiders Web Tabulatur von Katie Melua

Intro:
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Am                        E
If a black man is racist, is it okay? 
Am                             E
If it's the white man's racism that made him that way, 
            F                  C
Because the bully's the victim they say, 
        Dm                    G
By some sense they're all the same. 


            Am            E 
Because the line between, wrong and right, 
        F                         C        D
Is the width of a thread, from a spider's web. 
    Am             E
The piano keys are black and white, 
         F                                    C  D
But they sound like a million colours in your mind


Am               E
I could tell you to go to war, 
   Am                          E
Or I could march for peace and fighting no more, 
       F            C
How do I know which is right, 
      Dm                                 G
And I hope he does when he sends you to fight. 


            Am            E 
Because the line between, wrong and right, 
       F                         C        D
Is the width of a thread, from a spider's web. 
     Am             E
The piano keys are black and white, 
         F                                    C  D
But they sound like a million colours in your mind


Am                 E
Should we act on a blame? 
F                               E
Or should we chase the moments away? 
          Am              E
Should we give? Should we live? 
  F                  C                        D 
Remember forever the guns and the feathers in time.
 

            Am            E 
Because the line between, wrong and right, 
       F                         C        D
Is the width of a thread, from a spider's web. 
     Am             E
The piano keys are black and white, 
         F                                    C  D
But they sound like a million colours in your mind


|Am|E|F|C D|

     Am             E
The piano keys are black and white, 
         F                                    C  D
But they sound like a million colours in your mind


|Am|E|

     F                                    C  D  Am
They sound like a million colours in your mind,