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chords for "Satisfy"

These are the basic rythmn chords, if you want the lead part Brian can write it out.

Verse:

G, Em, C, D

Pre-Chorus (“I don’t want to deny my heart it’s chance to feel”…)

Cadd9, D, Cadd9, D

Chorus: (“Is there anything left in this world”…)

G, G with F# walk-down, Em7, Cadd9, D

Bridge: (“So take my hand and I won’t look back”)

G, C, Em, C, D

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“I’ll tell you one lesson I’ve learned if you want to reach something in lifeYou aint gonna get it unlessyou give a little bit of sacrifice”The Roots song “Sacrifice”
someone just asked us a really good question

A friend is going on tour soon and they asked us what life is like on the road.  here is our answer (off the top of our heads…)

truck stops, fast food, funny billboards, living with less, ever-changing gas prices, free beer, maybe free pizza, alot of pizza, internet cafes (panera has free wireless), coffee (gas stations NEVER have the good stuff), friendly people, not so friendly people, sunsets, sunrises, freedom, bad weather, beautiful weather, peace, chaos, good and evil, and experiences you will never forget.

the noises of the city make me feel somewhat safe.  all alone but yet a part of something.
the noises of the city make me feel somewhat safe.  all alone but yet a part of something.
This day has been a little chaotic.  Tomorrow we are playing for an advertising agency and for a private dinner/party function thing in Manhattan.  No matter how much time I have to prepare I always…
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Well, I’m standing next to a mountain…
Chop it down with the edge of my hand….
I’ll pick up the pieces and make an island…
I might even arrange a little sand….

Lord knows I’m a Voodoo Child….

Well, I’m standing next to a mountain…
Chop it down with the edge of my hand….
I’ll pick up the pieces and make an island…
I might even arrange a little sand….

Lord knows I’m a Voodoo Child….

This poem by Robert Frost means more to me every time I read it.  More now than ever.

“The Road Not Taken”

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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Peace,
Brian

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