Shorley Wall - by Ooberman
Transcribed for guitar by OoberWilliam <william@themagictreehouse.co.uk>

Chords		E	A	D	G	B	E
Amaj7		x	0	2	1	2	0
Dmaj7		x	x	0	2	2	2
A		x	0	2	2	2	0
F#dim		x	x	1	2	1	2
G		3	2	0	0	3	3
E7		0	2	0	1	0	0

Intro: Amaj7 Dmaj7 Amaj7 Dmaj7

Amaj7                              Dmaj7                                Amaj7
No tears from a summer cloud, till off the shore the stars come rolling out
                    Dmaj7
As the voices fade, tired of bad advice she whispers:
A              F#dim           G            E7
Ooh, watch the moon, can't you see? This is me.

Dmaj7                                       Amaj7
Shorley Wall, she's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
                           Dmaj7
Where the ocean swells and leaves you small
                              Amaj7
She's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
                               Dmaj7
Just watch the moon rise up on Shorley Wall... who could ask for more?

   Amaj7                      Dmaj7                          Amaj7
If life is an open book she'd rather read the pictures for a while
                             Dmaj7
Let the bastards moan, cause where she falls she falls and she says:
A            F#dim           G               E7
Ooh, give me time, I need to find who I am inside.

Dmaj7                                       Amaj7
Shorley Wall, she's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
                           Dmaj7
Where the ocean swells and leaves you small
                              Amaj7
She's selling seashells up on Shorley Wall
                               Dmaj7
Just watch the moon rise up on Shorley Wall... who could ask for more?

A                                    F#dim 
Can you see the moonlight like a chandelier 
                                          G 
Across the ocean where the mermaids sing? 
                           E7
Take your shoes off... And step into the ocean on the path of light!

<chords continue as chorus>
Like a broken arrow, I'll catch the tail wind
Burning sugar, as black as smoke
Closing walls;
I open my heart, she sings when she hurts,
It's good to sink deep inside, to my only touchstone
She's a friend in the dark, my strengths, my memories,
She delights in torture, but she never shields me,
Because the best shield is to accept the pain
And then what can really destroy me?
Let me close my eyes and lie invisible,
And perhaps the clouds will pass through me.