Impossible Story Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Am][G][C][Dm][F]
[Am][G][Dm][C]
[Am][G][C][Dm][E]
[F][E][Dm][E]
[Am][G][Dm][F]
[Am][G][Dm][C]
[Am]

[Verse 1]
I could never [G]tell you
[Dm]The impossible story[F][Am]
Words will never [G]get close [Dm]to
The colour of [G]your mourn[Am]ing
You know that I am [G]so sincere
[Dm]But what is that helpi[Em]ng?[Am]
[F]I won't be the a[E]uthor of a[Dm] story
That is [E]not mine to tell
[Am]Make the fuckers [G]talk
[Dm]Standing in the [F]flame of [Am]fire[G][Dm][C]
[Am]Say it like it i[G]s
[Dm]Shout it like you're [E]in the fire
[F][E][Em][Dm]

[Verse 2]
[E]
[Am]As angry and as urgent as a [C]teen
I try to set the [Dm]scene,
natural human instinc[F]t is to intervene
The [Am]same that cut the ones
who dare to [C]dream
Cos shit is so na[Dm]ive,
are cutting down the very [C]thing that the people need
[Am]Cos everything is already
[C]been seen
And already [Dm]been deemed to be
agreed and dis[Am]agreed
And it seems we're
first
[C]past the post steez
In a [Dm]post modern post truth
[C]world truth's ghostly
[Am]For what it's worth
you can [G]quote [C]me and
I'm a [Dm]lay it like an IED and
[F]trigger it [Am]re motely
No wonder these bars [C]get
banked with boasting
[Dm]Privilege does not necessar[C]ily
mean you're [Am]coasting
So keep a pin close [C]to burst
the bubble
Of some [Dm]earnest motherfucker that
has [F]gone to the [Am]trouble
Of being a grave digger digging
[G]the dead to [C]life
There's [Dm]nothing to suggest
that sal[C]vation will arrive
And to re[Am]mind me of it is so con[G]trived
[C]I don't need a b[Dm]roken record
to bring me down [F]off my high
[Am]I just need these green eyes
to roll [C]back and sigh
As [Dm]much as I wish that I
[C]had the [Am]answer why

[Verse 3]
Make the fuckers [G]talk
[Dm]Standing in the [F]flame
[Am]of fire[G][Dm]
[C]
[Am]Say it like it i[G]s
[Dm]Shout it like you're [C]in the fire
[F][E][Em][Dm]
[E][Am]
I could never [G]tell you
[Dm]The impossible story[F][Am]
Words will never [G]get close [Dm]to
The colour of [G]your morn[Am]ing
You know that I am [G]so sincere
[Dm]But what is that helpi[Em]ng[Am]
[F]I can't be the a[E]uthor of a[Dm] story
That is [E]not mine to tell
[Am]This is not the body that has

[Verse 4]
[G]
grown out of a squalor
[Dm]This is not the optimism [F]born
from living horror
[Am]The guilt could make a brother
wanna [G]lose a white collar
[Dm]But uh he need
it today he'll
[Am]give it up tomorra
The dirt under the fingernails
[G]was never the grains
That the [Dm]bones had replaced
in a [Em]rubbish tip grave
The [F]sweat they wiped off when
they [Am]put their knives away
Is the same sweat we get when
we [E]dance the night [Em]away
And [Am]if I could turn the sun around
and [G]il luminate the hell
Cos you [C]best believe it can be found
[F]where humanity [G]dwell
[Am]An d I could write a book about
a [G]book that wouldn't sell
Be the [Dm]author of a story that
[C]was never mine to [Am]tell but
Where would that lead us? Preach
[Dm]To believers we're needing
[F]relievers but
I [Am]am no teacher and
you resent the grievance
But [C]if I don't at [Dm]least try it's like
I de[C]ceived yaz
The story [Am]must be told some
narratives [C]must
But it won't be de[Dm]livered
by the man [F]in the tux
Nor will it be [Am]heard over the
inner city [C]folk
Saying fuck it all [Dm]fuck it all fuck
it all for [C]all [Am]12 months

[Verse 5]
I could never [G]tell you
[Dm]The impossible story[F]
Word[Am]s will never get[G]
close [Dm]to
The colour of [C]your morn[Am]ing
You know that I am [G]so sincere
[Dm]But what is that helpi[Em]ng[Am]
[F]I can't be the a[E]uthor o[Em]f a s[Dm]tory
That is [E]not mine [Am]to tell

[Outro 1]
[G][Dm][F][Am]
[G][Dm][C][Dm][Am]
[G][Dm][E][Am][F]
[E][Em][Am][Dm][E][Am]
[G][Dm][F][Am]
[G][Dm][C][Am]
[G][Dm][E]
[F][E][Em][Dm]
[E][Am][G][C][Dm]
[F][Am][G][Dm]
[C][Am][G][Dm]
[E][F][E][Dm]
[E][Am][C][Am][Dm]
[F][Am][C][Dm]
[C][Am][Dm]
[E][F][E][Em][Dm]
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