This is from Isakov's new album "Evening Machines".  I love this song because of how effective the atmosphere
is portrayed through the scant instrumentation and short run time. The song is over before you even know it!
Down to business:

-Capo 5 in G. (Song is in C, but Isakov plays it capo'd up more for a higher register sound.)
-Song is in a quick waltz tempo (3/4).

Another thing to note is his usage of muted strumming. I use my thumb to strum down, while pulsing my fret
hand to get this effect. If you don't know basic palm-muting, you probably want to learn that for this song to
play it "correctly".

Oh, and you can check out me playing it on youtube here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uGhmneu_7tQ


[Intro]


[Verse 1]
             
Oh my drunken 

          
southern star
             
How you tried 

           
to hide in dar

  
kness
             
Slipped from o

  
rbit
             
Now you’re dan

               
gerously close


[Verse 2]
             
Come out, come

 
 out
              
From all your 

      
hiding out
             
We’ll dig in o

   
ur heels
             
Salute the bat

   
tlefields
             
Where our brok

             
en hearts were

           
 born, oh


[Chorus]
        
And the storm 

clouds are thi

rsty
            
I can see them

             
 bursting, wat

              
ch them gather

    
ing light
             
And the walls 

              
in the bedroom

            
 now are pound

          
ing out
             
Were we broken

            
 open baby, ma

              
ybe just a cra

     
ck
             
Swore I heard 

            
you whisper th

              
at you preferr

            
ed us like tha

      
t, oh


[Instrumental]
                     
                              

e|-5-3-0---0-3
B|------------
G|------------
D|------------
A|------------
E|------------

-5-3-0---5-3-0
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-------0------
-3-1-3--3--1-3
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0------------|
-3-----------|
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e|-5-3-0---0-3
B|------------
G|------------
D|------------
A|------------
E|------------

-5-3-0---5-3-0
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-------0------
-3-1-3--3--1-3
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0------------|
-3--1--------|
-----0-------|
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[Verse 3]
           
My broken open

     
 child
             
Were we thirst

            
y, thorned wit

      
h wild eyes
             
Still, we are 

             
slaves to the 

             
sirens of the 

     
salty sea
         
Oh,   oh,   oh

  
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