this side Nickel Creek
This Side, By Nickel Creek
written by Sean Watkins
notes: on every possible chord, leave the top two strings open,
like, A: 577600
For the diminished chords, just increment the tonic notes,
like Bbdim: 678600
hook: E C#m A B>
[E]One day you'll [C#m]see her and you'll [A]know what I [B]mean.
[E]Take her or [C#m]leave her she will [A]still be the [B]same[Cdim].
[C#m]She'll not [G#]try to [A]buy you with her [B]time.
But [E]nothing's the [C#m]same as you will [A]see when she's [B]gone.
It's [A]foreign on this [B]side, and I'll [C#m]not leave my [F#m]home again.[A]
[B]There's no place to [C#m]hide and I'm [Bbdim]nothing but s[A]cared.
You dream of colors that have never been made.
You imagine songs that have never been played.
They will try to buy you and your mind.
Only the curious have something to find.
It's foreign on this side and the truth is a bitter friend.
But reasons few have I to go back again.
synth fiddle: B C#m F#m G#m A B
C#m Bbdim A B C C#dim D D#dim>
Your first dawn blinded you, left you cursing the day.
Entrance is crucial and it's not without pain.
There's no path to follow, once you're here.
You'll climb up the slide and then you'll slide down the stairs.
It's foreign on this side, but it feels like I'm home again.
[B]There's no place to [C#m]hide but I [Bbdim]don't think I'm [A]scared.
There's no place to [B]hide but I [Cdim]don't think I'm [C#m]scared.
There's no [Bbdim]place to [A]hide but I [B]don't think I'm [E]scared.
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