Warming Up


in the thirteenth row of a garden grove
a lady learns to sleep
while surrounded, now where all the flowers grow
otherwise an empty orchard street
she is dreaming of her holiday
from a working class menagerie
and her hands are cold
unimaginable
how she’s warming up to me
oh she was

I’m a passerby in a promise land
and I face no direction
oh in a state somewhere between the towns of lost and found
in the state of confusion
showed our dreaming is pure wonderment
but our feelings are no accident
if a heart is cold it won't forever be,
cause she's warming up to loving me

fate is not a mission
its an unconditional high
when I saw you in the garden
you reminded me
I can see the stars on your shoulders now
and what the wind and your skin have in common
in my town, well if feels as though I’m above the ground
you keep inviting me to go down

are you warming up
are you burning up
warming up to love
are you warming up to loving

 

 


 Tablature


 

Standard Tuning
No Capo
Chords (Normal Tuning, No capo):

G            320033
D            xx0232
Em           022000
C            x32010
C/B          x2x010
G/F#         2x0033
Ebmaj7       x6533x
Bb           6533xx
G*           355433
D11          x54010
(following are basslines between chords)
/f#          2xxxxx
/G           3xxxxx
/a           5xxxxx
/b           x2xxxx
/C           x3xxxx

[Intro/Interlude]
e-–-3––--8–––-1–-–-2h3p2–––-8p7–––-8–––-8––––––-10–-––
B–-–3––--8-––-1––--3-3–3––--8-8–––-8–––-8–––––-7–––-––
G––-0–––-0–––-1h2–-2-2–2–-–-7-7–––-0–––-0––––-7–––--––
D––-0–––-0–––-1h3––0-0–0-–––––––––-0–––-0–––-7––––--––
A––-2–––-7–––-1h3–––––––––––––––––-7––––––––––––––--––
E––-3–––-8–––-1–––––––––––––––––––-8–––-6–––––––––--––

[Verse]
          G           D             Em
There’s a cool breeze blowing in a garden grove
        C          C/B      G/F#
Where a lady, she learns to sleep
         G           D              Em
While surrounded, not where all the flowers grow
                C     C/B     G/F#
Otherwise on an empty orchard street
       Em  /f#  G  D   C
She is dreaming of her holiday
 /G  /f#  Em  /f#  G    D     C
From the working glass   menagerie
 /a   /b   C    /b  Am7
Still her hands are cold
/a /b  C  /b Am7
Un_ima_ginabl_e
/a   /b     C /b  Am7 /G  G/F#
that she’s warming up to loving me

[Interlude]

[Verse]
I’m a passer-by in a promise land
And I face no direction
But I’m somewhere between the towns of lost and found
In the state of confusion
Sure our dreaming is pure wonderment
But our feelings are no accident
If my heart is cold it won't forever be,
Cause she’s warming up to loving me

[Bridge]
    Ebmaj7        Bb
And fate is not a mission
       /D  /C  /b /a /G
It’s an un_con_di_tio_nal_ hi__gh__
       Ebmaj7         Bb
When I saw you in the garden
    G*       D11
You reminded me

[Verse]
I can see, the stars are on your shoulders now
And what the wind and your skin have in common
Am I taller? Well if feels as though I’m above the ground
She keeps inviting me to go down
Are you warming up?
Are you burning up?
Are you warming up to loving me?

[Outro]
e-–-3––--8–––-1–-–-2h3p2–––-8p7–––-8–––-8––––10–10-10-10-8-7––––––-3––-|
B–-–3––--8-––-1––--3-3–3––--8-8–––-8–––-8––––7––7–-7–-7–-7–7––––––3–––-|
G––-0–––-0–––-1h2–-2-2–2–-–-7-7–––-0–––-0––––7––7––7––7–-7-7–––––0––––-|
D––-0–––-0–––-1h3––0-0–0-–––––––––-0–––-0–––-7––7––7––7–-7-7–––-0–––––-|
A––-2–––-7–––-1h3–––––––––––––––––-7–––––––––––––––––––––––––––2––––––-|
E––-3–––-8–––-1–––––––––––––––––––-8–––-6––––––––––––––––––––-3–––––––-|

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