Cocoon by The Decemberists
Transcribed by Steve Goldberg - shgoldbe@andrew.cmu.edu
To play the verse riff, hold the chord formation while picking the melody on top:
Dmaj7 Gmaj7
---------5------------------------
-7---5-7---7-5-------3------------
-6-------------7-----4------------
-7-------------------4-----------
-5-------------------x------------
---------------------3------------
Gmaj7 can also be conveniently played as:
-----
-12--
-11--
-12--
-10--
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Another way to play the riff:
Dmaj7 Gmaj7
-2--------------------------------
-2-----------------3--------------
-2------2----------4--------------
-0--2-4---4-2-0----4--------------
-------------------x--------------
-------------------3--------------
Intro: Dmaj7 Gmaj7 (x2)
Dmaj7 Gmaj7
this cocoon, caught in vesuvius' shadow
Dmaj7
only the ashes remain
Gmaj7
and i waited there for you
Dmaj7 Gmaj7
why couldn't you?
Dmaj7 Gmaj7
here we lie waiting for somethig to startle
Dmaj7
to shake us from gravity's pull
Gmaj7
and so sleeping hours are through
Dmaj7 Gmaj7
what can we do?
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Bm Gmaj7 Em7
the sorry conclusion, the low dirty war, it happened before you came to
Bm Gmaj7
but this is solution, and this is amends
Em7
the joke always tends to come true
C Am E
but there on your windowsill over the unmoving platoon
C Am E
written in paperback, view to the quarterback's room
G
under waning moon
D/F# Dm/F Em
this quiet serves only to hide you
Bm/F# Em
provide you
G Gm Dmaj7 Gmaj7
what I knew, what I knew, it'd come back to you
Dmaj7 Gmaj7
take this palm, follow the lines here are written
and script out the rest of your life
and feel your fingers falling slack and all folding back
the tainted election, the hole in the sky
command what is tried, what is true
but without solution, with feet on the ground
it won't make a sound 'til you're through
so loosen your shoulderblades
this is your hour to make due
because there on the timberline
deep cold november shines through
soft and absolute
this quiet serves only to hide you
provide in you
what I knew, what I knew, it'd come back to you
