My Ship Isn't Pretty taby ukulele według Kings Of Convenience (Chwyty barytonu)

Intro: Bm7 D Em7



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The telegraph gave us hope

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Before was the silence and the panic it brought

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The sky was the blankest sheet

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We drew lines upon it so our thoughts could meet

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through cables black and cold
 
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we carry our intentions to bridge and bring home

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would it all be so clear

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if the lines were erased and the silence restored?

Boys of today write lines on walls
in the streets at night
in suburbs of cities with no name
is this destruction or just quiet protest
against loneliness

the cargo lies in our laps
they're weight is so heavy
and this is all we know
our message will need a ship
to travel across oceans
that can't otherwise be crossed

it undulates on the waves
and cautions the water so we can be safe
it undulates on the waves
then cautions the water so we can be safe