#------------PLEASE NOTE------------# #This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. # #------------## > To: Subject: /v/Suzanne.Vega/Language.tab [I learned this from the book _The_Authentic_Guitar_Style_of_Suzanne_Vega_ published by Cherry Lane Music. No guitar-playing Suzanne Vega fan should be without it. Buy it; it’s only $12.95 and it has very good transcriptions of eleven songs from Suzanne’s first two albums. If your local music store doesn’t have it do a special order or call Hal Leonard (Cherry Lane’s distributor) directly; that’s how I got it.] Every chord in this song has exactly four strings in it. Play each chord as an arpeggio of six sixteenth notes (each chord is half of a 12/16 measure.) Here’s an example: (9)/ / |------------|------------| |------0-----------0-----|------0-----------0-----| |----6---6-------4---4---|----9---9-------7---7---| |--7-------7---5-------5-|--9-------9---7-------7-| |7-----------5-----------|------------| |------------|8-----------7-----------| (9)/: x7760x /: x5540x : 8x990x : 7x770x : 5x550x : 3x000x /: 1x000x Esus4: 0x220x Esus4/: x2220x (4): 2x220x (9): 3x220x Asus9: x0220x : x4x440 (4)/#: 2xx440 /#: 4xx440 Asus9(#4): x0x440 (9): x5x400 (9)/#: x4x200 [intro] If language were liquid it would be rushing in Instead here we are in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be These words are too solid they don’t move fast enough To catch the blur in the brain that flies by and is gone And is gone and is gone gone Gone gone and is gone I’d like to meet you in a timeless placeless place Somewhere out of context and beyond all consequences Let’s go back to the building on Little West 12th; it is not far away and the river is there (Words are too solid they don’t move fast enough) And the sun and the spaces are all laying low and we’ll sit in the slience that comes rushing in (To catch the blur in the brain that flies by...) And is gone and is gone gone Gone gone and is gone [instrumental] [instrumental] [instrumental] [instrumental] I won’t use words again they don’t mean that I meant they don’t say what I said It’s just the crust of the meaning with realms underneath never touched never stirred never even moved through If language were liquid it would be rushing in Instead here we are in a silence more eloquent than any word could ever be And is gone gone Gone gone and is gone [repeat and fade]