METHOD ACTING/CORTEZ THE KILLER - Dave Rawlings Machine

Capo on 1st

             
There's no beg


inning to the 

story
            
A bookshelf si


nks into the s

and
              
And a language

 
 learned, forg

ot in turn
             
Studied once a

     
gain

It's a shocking bit of footage
Viewed on a shitty TV screen
You can squint at it
The snow and static
To make out what it means

And keep stretching that antenna
Hoping that it will come clear
I need some reception
A higher message
Please tell me what to feel

Chorus:
             
'Cause I don't

            
 know what tom

    
orrow brings
              
It's alive wit

            
h such possibi

 
lities
              
But I know tha

            
t I feel bette

      
r when I sing
            B7add4
Burdens are lifted from me
              
That's my voic

        
e rising

So T-Bone, please keep the tape rolling
Gil keep strumming that guitar
We need a record of our failures
We must document our love

I sat too long in my silence
Grown too old on my pain
To shed this skin, be born again
It starts with an ending

Chorus:
And I don't know what tomorrow brings
It's full of such possibilities
But I know that I feel better when I sing
Burdens are lifted from me
That's my voice rising

Solo

             
It's not a mov

   
ie, no private

 screening
           
This method ac

     
ting--I call i

t living
             
It's like a fo

       
untain, the do

or is open
           
We have a prob

    
lem with no so

lution
             
But to love an

        
d to be loved

Solo

Chorus:
So thank you friends for the time we shared
Your love stays with me like sunlight and air
And though I truly wish I could keep hanging around here
My joy is covering me, soon I will disappear

Solo

        
He came dancin

g across the w

ater
         
With his galle

ons and guns

Looking for th

e new world

In the palace in the sun

On the shore lay Montezuma
With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls, he often wondered
The secrets of the world

And his subjects gathered round him
Like the leaves around a tree
In their clothes of many colors
For the angry gods to see

And the women all were beautiful
And the men stood straight and strong
They offered life in sacrifice
So that others could go on

Solo (over Cortez verse progression)

Hate was just a legend
And war was never known
The people worked together
And they lifted many stones

Then they carried them to the flatlands
But they died along the way
And they built up with their bare hands
What we still can't do today

And I know she's living there
And she loves me to this day
I just can't remember when
Or how I lost my way

Solo (back to Method Acting verse progression)