标题:Reflection
标签:总谱
艺人:Tool
作词:Carey, Chancellor, Jones, Keenan
作曲:nbreitkreuz@hotmail.com
制谱人:Nolan Venhola/Brad Haczynski/Nathan Breitkreuz (Guitar, bass tab)
附注:
Change: Lots of the bass, and added the violin'ey part.
节拍:♩ = 93
音轨:
- Guitar 1 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Guitar 2 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Synth - 合成主音2（锯齿波） Lead 2 (sawtooth)
- Synth - 合成主音2（锯齿波） Lead 2 (sawtooth)
- Bass - 拨片拨电贝司 Electric Bass(pick)
- Drums - 敲击乐器
- Violin - 中提琴 Viola
- Track 8 - 合成主音2（锯齿波） Lead 2 (sawtooth)
注释:Bass enterSynth enter00:5101:02Enter Hi-Hats01:2401:33Enter Violin01:3901:4401:5501:5602:07\02:17Guitar enter02:2602:392:4903:00Synth endssynth rises03:203:21Hi-hat and synth done, volume swells insue03:43Bass enter03:53Delayed pickscrape04:03 delayed pickscrapeGuitar, hi-hat enter04:1504:20 bass changes04:46 guitar endsSynth enter, main bass5:08 Guitar enter05:2305:29Synth endsSynth rises05:3705:39 Guitar, bass, synth end this bar05:4005:5006:01 feedbackVolume swells start06:1106:22 Guitar, bass enter06:27Bass changes06:5407:02 Guitar riff ends, joins bass07:0407:2508:48Mr. Jones plays less notes than this,and uses delay.
歌词:
I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated, I concede and
Move closer
I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness
How pitiful
It's calling me...
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret - my confidant
As full and bright as I am
This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me
Its source is bright and endless
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't wanna be down here feeding my narcissism.
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.
So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical,
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable.
Just let the light touch you
And let the words spill through
And let them pass right through
Bringing out our hope and reason ...
before we pine away.
