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In a State (Guitar Tab)

Dane Cobain – In a State

CAPO ON THIRD FRET

VERSE: Em, G

CHORUS: Em G, Am

Verse One:

I was in a state of empathy,

all I cared about was everyone else.

Expensive liquor and therapy,

form the grounds of my emotional self.

Chorus:

As I walk along the streets on a cold and windy day,

with my guitar across my back, it seems like everybody’s in my way.

And there’s nothing I could do to change the man I am,

If I was someone else, I wouldn’t need your help to stand.

Verse Two:

I was in a storm of emotions,

a metaphorical rain in my head.

Every day I go through the motions,

knowing one day we will all be dead.

Chorus:

As I walk along the beach, below a star-filled Sunday sky,

I look forward to another week and wonder how the last one passed me by.

And I’ll play it back and forth in my head, since there’s nothing else better to do,

am I half alive or am I half dead? And will the morning bring something new?

Verse Three:

I was in a state of clarity,

as I stopped to take a look at the view.

Having seen the state of humanity,

I still give credit where credit is due.

Chorus:

I’ve seen a bridge in to the stars at the pinnacle of my dreams.

There’s never a place too far, or a vision too near, it seems.

And if the only place to go is the one inside my head,

then let the lyrics start to flow and let the guitar tab run red.

It Won’t Be Long (Guitar Tab)

Dane Cobain – It Won’t Be Long

VERSE: E A E B, B A# A E, B E

BRIDGE: F# B E A, A B E

CHORUS: D A E

VERSE ONE:

I threw my notebooks in the fire,

breathed a sigh as they expired,

I never wanted to help put out the flames.

The walls said to me, ‘You’ll never believe

what it’s like to be a first-time buyer.’

VERSE TWO:

So I gave my dog a bone,

a medallion, a mobile phone,

so I could call her when I’m lonely in the night.

The judge, he guilty found her,

and bluebirds flew all around her,

and I have never felt so damn alone.

BRIDGE:

I’ve never wanted to know the secret

of a long and happy life.

I’ve never wanted to go to meetings

to learn to get out of this town alive.

VERSE THREE:

Remember the promise you made me,

if I fell then you’d come to save me,

I’m heading for the ground and you’re not here.

I said you were my moonlight in the early afternoon light,

as the taste of her old nicotine forgave me.

CHORUS:

So say you won’t forget me,

it won’t be long ’til I’m gone.

You wish you’d never met me,

it won’t be long ’til I’m gone.

She’ll always protect me,

it won’t be long ’til I’m gone.

Your empty threats upset me,

it won’t be long ’til I’m gone.

It won’t be long ’til I’m gone.

It won’t be long ’til I’m gone.

It won’t be long ’til I’m gone.

It won’t be long ’til I’m gone.

Like Bleeding (Guitar Tab)

Dane Cobain – Like Bleeding

CAPO ON THIRD

INTRO: A (palm muted)

VERSE: A D, A G Riff, D A G Riff

INTERLUDE: A D A E Riff

CHORUS: D C G G

VERSE ONE:

You treated me like a foot-note to your novel,

and I swear this is the last time.

Do I stay at home or go outside?

No telephone and six sleepless nights,

I won’t be there to catch your fall anymore, yeah.

INTERLUDE:

Yeah, yeah.

VERSE TWO:

I’ve been gone for a week and no-one even noticed,

’cause I am, I am a dreamer.

I’m not the only one to ask for oxygen,

I’m just trying to write the best folk song

tired eyes have ever seen, but I’m not part of the indie scene, so…

CHORUS:

Shout if you let the fire go out,

and there’s nothing you can do to make you feel like you’re alive, so…

Scream if you’re down and out,

’cause there’s nothing you can do or say to take that crazy pain away and…

Feel like you’ve overdosed, like the holy ghost, like the sun.

(So shout and shout and shout and shout,

and scream and scream and scream and scream

and feel and feel and feel and feel

like you’re bleeding.) x2

INTRO:

Go!

INSTRUMENTAL VERSE

VERSE THREE (Quiet):

I don’t know how I’ll sleep at night,

when my bones contract stage fright

but I know… that I know nothing.

I’m just a jealous guy, I can kiss the sky,

and I know I hardly knew you.

CHORUS (last bit x6 instead of x2)

The Lover I Despise (Guitar Tab)

Dane Cobain – The Lover I Despise

CAPO ON THIRD FRET

VERSE : C D F C G C G

PRE CHORUS: Am G

VERSE ONE:

I once hired a boat to see where I would float if I cast away from the shore.

The sea said to me, ‘a gift is never free’, in a salty, breezy roar.

PRE CHORUS:

Is there something you want to tell me?

Is there something you want to tell me?

VERSE TWO:

I once told a lie to the lover I despise, it haunts me when I sleep.

She asked me, ‘truthfully, do you think that I believe in an oath you’ll never keep?’

PRE CHORUS:

Is there something you want to tell me?

Is there something you want to tell me?

I could tell you but I won’t.

She said, ‘I could tell you but I won’t.’

VERSE OUTRO:

I guess there’s nothing that you want to tell me.

I guess there’s nothing that you want to tell me.

William Peter Blatty and International Copyright Law

So there I was

thinking book bloggers

provide a vital service,

a bit like

the editors

at the SF Review.

Personally,

I read,

I write,

and I write about

what I read;

people read what I write

about what I read

and then they read it,

which is why I don’t review

indie writers –

they’re not always

professional,

even though

I am.

And then I logged in

one day,

checked my emails,

happened to check my spam

and lo and behold,

I’m in trouble.

William Peter Blatty,

the author of The Exorcist,

is dead,

and his lawyers

are coming

right after me.

See,

I had the audacity

to review his work;

I used his headshot

in the body

of a 5-star

write-up.

But’cha see,

I didn’t own

the copyright.

Now Blatty’s dead

but not yet buried,

and they gave him

two days to cool

before hitting me

with a cease and desist

and threatening to sue

my balls off.

I thought

I’d be keeping

his memory alive;

it’s been online

for a year or five,

but now he’s dead,

they want to bury him.

I guess it’s what

he would’ve wanted.

The Struggle

Some people

struggle.

The human brain

won’t behave itself,

and people across the world

get laid up

in crazy situations,

from Asians to Latinos,

Africans to Europeans

and slightly racist,

warm-blooded,

hard-drinking,

fast-living

North Americans.

Life is hard

but you already

know that.

Mood altering medication

flies off the shelves

and into the hells

we create for ourselves,

and every single murder

is like a ruptured plate

in the human race;

every war

is a fault

in our foundations.

It’s like building up a fall

and falling down again,

the way great men fall

and waste their lives online

or heat up rocks

in a teaspoon,

it’s not for me

because it’s not for everyone.

Now I look around

for a face in the crowd,

but I still haven’t found

what I’m looking for.

My father said

I never will.

Forever Alone (Guitar Tab)

Dane Cobain – Forever Alone

Verse: G Em

Pre Chorus: Am G

Chorus: C D B G

End Chorus: C D

Verse One:

I’ll love you if you love me, although it’s plain to see,

this twisted world ain’t for me.

I’ll give back what I’ve got, although it’s not a lot.

No liberty for me.

Pre Chorus:

I’ll be forever alone.

I have no-one aside.

Chorus:

You’ll always be my angel.

You’ll always sing my melodies.

Held forever by the ties of love.

End Chorus

Verse Two:

I don’t have much more left, can’t ever face you again,

I can’t say sorry enough.

All I have is my life, and you know how I want

to throw it all away.

Pre Chorus:

I can’t say sorry to you.

I haven’t said enough.

Chorus:

You’ll always be my angel.

You’ll always sing my melodies.

Held forever by the ties of love.

End Chorus

Dialogue with Jack Cholmondeley

I was never

one for dialogue.

No one talked

in my early work,

and the plot

didn’t move much

either.

Usually,

I’d describe scenes

in vivid detail;

my first book

had a ten-page chapter

about the dream

a girl

had

the night

her mother died.

That book

is no longer

for sale.

But now I’ve turned

full circle;

I’ve gone dialogue-heavy

and I ought to

pay attention

to my surroundings.

I also have

a complex;

people frown

and sigh

and take

big gulps

of coffee.

I think

I over-egged

the pudding.

Anyway,

I wrote a line

of dialogue

and it might be

my best line

yet.

You won’t believe

what Jack Cholmondeley

said.

A Fox in the Night

It was cold

and dark

at one o’clock

in the morning.

I was the hunter

personified,

smoking a cigarette

to clear my head

in the middle

of edits.

I had

no hope

no love

no patience.

I was reading

a book

about murderers;

inside,

Britain’s Darkest Taboos,

some shitty documentary

first aired on ITV

about people

killing people.

It was quiet;

too quiet.

Then there was a rustle

and a sound

like a dog

someone trod on,

ad this beautiful

scared little

thing

came out

from beneath my girlfriend’s

Ford Focus,

dug through some bin bags

and hit the road.

That’s probably my fault;

I shouted,

“Oh shit!”

and went

inside.

Still,

we had a connection;

in a single second

we said everything

we needed to say.

I wish humans

were that easy

to deal with.

Love Poem for a New Computer

You,

my dear,

are a thing

of beauty.

I mean,

get a load of those countours;

you are amazing,

16 gigabytes of RAM,

ultra-fast processor,

triple screen capabilities

and holy moly,

I’d like to dip your LEDs

in maple syrup.

I haven’t even

met you.

The stories we’ll tell –

my god,

the work we’ll do.

I know you don’t have feelings,

but I’ve got enough

for both of us.

I shall name you

Jane,

so you can be Jane Cobain,

my little mainframe.

Dear God,

you’ve got more ports

than Portsmouth;

baby,

open wide

and get your trays out,

I’ve got a big ol’ disk

to put into you.

Jane,

I see your software;

you remind me of me

when I was younger.

And with your twin-speed

interior fans

with the built-in ventilation

and automation,

you make me wish

I was as cool as you.

Now let the race begin

to obsoletion;

I wonder

who’ll get there

first.