Chord Gitar Danny Schmidt - Standard Deviation Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar C)

Intro

Eb | Ab    Eb | A#    Ab Eb | Ab Eb
 
[Verse 1]
Eb                                     Ab                  Eb
A chalkboard full of secrets, it was like some kind of code
Ab                      Eb                A#
To tell the stars and planets how to fall and how to glow
              Eb                                       Ab               Eb
But when she turned to face the classroom there was chalk upon her nose
           Ab               Eb            A#
Like the ghost of Madame Curie or a clown in women's clothes
        Eb                   A#                    Ab               Eb
And the boys dismissed the work so quick, they laughed at her instead
                                A#                   Ab     Eb
As just a girl who spilled some numbers from her head
 
Eb | Ab Eb |
 
[Verse 2]
                                  Ab            Eb
Late night in the library in the basement by herself
   Ab                 Eb                 A#
Alone amongst the books again, at home between the shelves
          Eb                                     Ab                Eb
She was searching for some answers when she stumbled in the dark
      Ab                   Eb               A#
On a girl with colored pencils and black eyes like question marks
       Eb                  A#                  Ab                    Eb
And they said hello in stereo, then they both just stood and stared
                        A#               Ab      Eb
As a normal sort of silence filled the air
 
 
Eb | Ab    Eb | A#    Ab Eb | Ab    Eb |
 
[Verse 3]
            Eb                                       Ab                 Eb
The girl asked her what she studied and what she read so late at night
      Ab                             Eb                A#
The thoughts that filled her notebooks and the stars that filled her eyes
          Eb                                Ab                     Eb
But she said she couldn't tell her, she said she'd just get bored
          Ab             Eb               A#
It was story told in numbers not a story told in words
           Eb                      A#                         Ab              Eb
But the girl just laughed and leaned right back, said "Try me if you dare
                                 A#                Ab      Eb
Cause a story's when there's something more to share"
 
 
A#m    Ab | Eb | A#m Ab | Eb |
 
 
[Bridge]
           A#m              Ab                Eb
So she shrugged and her hands began to speak
     A#m              Ab               Eb
A dance of differentials and of poetry in Greek
   Ab                   Eb                Ab                Eb
She solved for new dimensions and vibrations of the strings
                     A#m                  Ab                    Eb
And from a single derivation all the worlds could rise to being
                    A#m                Ab                Eb
She drew concentric circles with her finger in the air
                                   A#m               Ab               Eb
And they glowed where there were nodes along the manifold they shared
     A#               Ab           Eb              Ab
To be in perfect symmetry, joined in all degrees
       Eb                  A#                  Ab
They touched in ways that no one else could see
 
Eb    A#m | Ab    Eb | A#m    Ab | Eb* | N.C. |
 
 
[Verse 4]
    N.C.                                Ab                Eb
The girl's eyes lit with fire, like milk and kerosene
             Ab                     Eb                    A#
It was the smartest thing she'd ever heard and the hottest thing she'd seen
         Eb                                     Ab
So she grabbed her by the brainstem and she threw her to the floor
     Eb         Ab                 Eb                   A#
And they kissed like their equations had never balanced quite before
 
 
[Verse 5]
        Eb                            Ab                Eb
Cause every lonesome thesis just describes the unobserved
          Ab                  Eb               A#
There's always one who'll fall upon the tail of every curve
              Eb              A#               Ab             Eb
There's so many locks, so many doors, so many twisted keys
                         A#                 Eb
Within the standard deviation from the mean
              Eb              A#               Ab             Eb
There's so many locks, so many doors, so many twisted keys
                         A#                 Ab       Eb
Within the standard deviation from the mean
 
 
Eb | Ab    Eb