Robin Trower - Diving Bell

no capo!

[intro]

F D F D

[verse (1)]

F D
going down like a diving bell
F D
55 fathoms deep
F D
drawing nothing from a dried out well
G A
Can’t gather me to myself
D
( nothing of myself i wanna keep )

F D
through a landscape ill-defined
F D
ground shifts beneath my feet
F D
no lock or door stays untried
G A
Can’t gather me to myself
D
( nothing of myself i wanna keep )

[bridge]

F G
Living with a memory of the flame

A flame of fractured light
A G
wonderin’ why she backed away
A F
Just when the storm, the storm
D
Was at its height

[music]

F D F D
F D G A
F D F D
F D G A

[verse (2)]

F D
feeling like a burned-out car
F D
sitting on forgotten street
F D
broken pieces is how things are
G A
Can’t gather me to myself
D
( nothing of myself i wanna keep )

C G
Living with a memory of the flame
C G
A flame of fractured light
A G
wonderin’ why she backed away
A F
Just when the storm, the storm
D
Was at its height