Day And Age
The Killers
Tabbed by rich-uk
August 2008 to January 2009
Track listing:
01. Losing Touch
02. Human
03. Spaceman
04. Joy Ride
05. A Dustland Fairytale
06. This Is Your Life
07. I Can't Stay
08. Neon Tiger
09. The World We Live In
10. Goodnight, Travel Well
11. A Crippling Blow
12. Forget About What I Said
13. Tidal Wave
Chords not in brackets fall on the first beat of the bar.
Chords in brackets fall mid-bar.
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01. Losing Touch
Intro:
E B F# G#m
E B F# F#
G#m G#m C# C#
G#m G#m C# C#
Verse 1:
G#m G#m C# C# G#m
Console me in my darkest hour, convince me that the truth is always grey.
G#m C# C# E
Caress me in your velvet chair, conceal me from the ghost you cast away.
Chorus 1:
B F# G#m (F#) E
I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
B F# F# G#m
Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom - it must be true.
Fill:
G#m C# C#
Verse 2:
G#m C# C# G#m
Console me in my darkest hour, and tell me that you always hear my cries.
G#m C# C# E
I wonder what you got conspired, I'm sure it dawns a consolation prize.
Chorus 2:
B F# G#m (F#) E
I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
B F# F#7
Fill the night with stories, the legend grows,
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
of how you got lost, but you made your way back home.
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E F#
You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond, yeah!
Middle Eight:
G#m G#m G#m G#m
I heard you found a wishing well, in the city.
G#m G#m G#m G#m E
Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour) and you throw me down.
Chorus 3:
B F# G#m (F#) E
I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
B F# F#7
Fill your crown with rumours.
E B F# G#m
Impending doom - it must be true.
E B F# F#
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
But you made your way back home.
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond.
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
And about how you got lost, but you made your way back home.
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
You went and sold your soul, an allegiance dead and gone.
Outro:
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
I'm losing touch.
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
B (F#) C#m (G#m) E E
B
01. Losing Touch
Optional dropped tuning - Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb
Intro:
F C G Am
F C G G
Am Am D D
Am Am D D
Verse 1:
Am Am D D Am
Console me in my darkest hour, convince me that the truth is always grey.
Am D D F
Caress me in your velvet chair, conceal me from the ghost you cast away.
Chorus 1:
C G Am (G) F
I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
C G G Am
Fill their heads with rumours of impending doom - it must be true.
Fill:
Am D D
Verse 2:
Am D D Am
Console me in my darkest hour, and tell me that you always hear my cries.
Am D D F
I wonder what you got conspired, I'm sure it dawns a consolation prize.
Chorus 2:
C G Am (G) F
I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
C G G7
Fill the night with stories, the legend grows,
C (G) Dm (Am) F F
of how you got lost, but you made your way back home.
C (G) Dm (Am) F G
You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond, yeah!
Middle Eight:
Am Am Am Am
I heard you found a wishing well, in the city.
Am Am Am Am F
Console me in my darkest hour (in my darkest hour) and you throw me down.
Chorus 3:
C G Am (G) F
I ain't in no hurry, you go run and tell your friends I'm losing touch.
C G G7
Fill your crown with rumours.
F C G Am
Impending doom - it must be true.
F C G G
C (G) Dm (Am) F F
But you made your way back home.
C (G) Dm (Am) F F
You sold your soul, like a roaming vagabond.
C (G) Dm (Am) F F
And about how you got lost, but you made your way back home.
C (G) Dm (Am) F F
You went and sold your soul, an allegiance dead and gone.
Outro:
C (G) Dm (Am) F F
I'm losing touch.
C (G) Dm (Am) F F
C (G) Dm (Am) F F
C (G) Dm (Am) F F
C
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02. Human
Capo 1st fret
Intro:
A A A A
Verse 1:
A C#m D A
I did my best to notice when the call came down the line.
E F#m D E
Up to the platform of surrender I was brought, but I was kind.
A C#m D F#m
And sometimes I get nervous when I see an open door.
D D E E
Close your eyes, clear your heart.
Chorus 1:
A C#m D A
Cut the cord - are we human, or are we dancer?
E F#m D E
My sign is vital, my hands are cold.
A C#m F#m F#m
And I'm on my knees looking for the answer.
Bm D A A
Are we human, or are we dancer?
Fill:
A C#m D A
E F#m D E
Verse 2:
A C#m D A
Pay my respects to grace and virtue, send my condolences to good.
E F#m D E
Give my regards to soul and romance, they always did the best they could.
A C#m D F#m
And so long to devotion, you taught me everything I know.
D D E E
Wave goodbye, wish me well.
Chorus 2:
A C#m D A
You got to let me go - are we human, or are we dancer?
E F#m D E
My sign is vital, my hands are cold.
A C#m F#m F#m
And I'm on my knees, looking for the answer.
Bm D A C#m
Are we human, or are we dancer?
Middle Eight:
D E C#.. F#m
Will your system be alright, when you dream of home tonight?
D D E E
There is no message we're receiving, let me know is your heart still beating?
Chorus 3:
A C#m D A
Are we human, or are we dancer?
E F#m D E
My sign is vital, my hands are cold.
A C#m F#m F#m
And I'm on my knees, looking for the answer.
F#m F#m F#m F#m
Chorus 4:
A C#m D A
You got to let me know - are we human, or are we dancer?
E F#m D E
My sign is vital, my hands are cold.
A C#m F#m F#m
And I'm on my knees, looking for the answer.
Bm D D
Are we human?
A C#m D A
Or are we dancer?
E F#m D E
A C#m D F#m
Outro:
D D F#m E
Are we human, or are we dancer?
Bm D A A
Are we human, or are we dancer?
A A A A
Chords:
C# 143121
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03. Spaceman
Intro:
E C#m E A
A C#m G#m B
Verse 1:
E E E E B
It started with a low light, next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed.
C#m B B E
And then they took my blood type, they left a strange impression in my head.
E E E B
You know that I was hopin', that I could leave this starcrossed world behind.
C#m B B
But when they cut me open, I guess I changed my mind.
Prechorus 1:
A B C#m G#m
And you know I might have just flown too far
A B C#m G#m
from the floor this time, 'cos they're calling me by my name.
A B G#m C#m
And theyre zipping white light beams, disregarding bombs and satellites.
B B B B
That was the turning point, that was one lonely night.
Chorus 1:
