#--------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents his interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship or research.# #----------------------------------------------------------------------------# Song title: Hole in the Ice Original Album: One Nil Words and Music by Neil Finn and Lisa Coleman Copyright © 2001 EMI Records Limited Published by EMI Music Publishing Limited Transcribed by Gavin Chart (contactus@gartfrets.net) NOTES: The timing in the verses needs practice. Just listen to the record. I think the bridge might not be quite right, so suggestions/corrections are welcome. INTRO: Chords: Bb 688766 G 355433 E 022100 [play: | Bb | G | E |] VERSE: Chords: Bb 688766 D x00232 G 355433 Em7 022030 E 022100 Bb G E Take it down, mess it up Bb G E Light a match, make a fire Bb G E Walk away as the money burns D Em7 It might just save your life VERSE: I play the happenstance, I see my fortune fly Everytime you lift the cup and another long day goes by CHORUS: Chords: D x00232 Am x02210 Em7 022030 Em 022000 Fmaj7 x33210 D Em7 Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Em D And I won't travel into the straw daylight desire. D Em7 Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Em D I wrote that some Eskimo gave me the line VERSE: Sit back and watch the money burn Five days in a hothouse hell Once you're gone there's no return And they're never gonna let you lie VERSE: I want my love to burn Hotter than a comet's tail I want my bed to cry And I never wanna let you down CHORUS: And I won't travel into the straw daylight desire I wrote that some Eskimo gave me the line BRIDGE: Bb Bb G G Bb And all I ever do is therapy one on one, one on one And you and I we might want the same thing, one on one, one on one I don't want a teacher to remind me, one on one, one on one How to get something better out of my life [play: | Bb | E | Bb | E |] VERSE: I play the happenstance, I see my fortune fly Everytime I lift the cup and another long day goes by CHORUS: And I won't travel into the pale moonlight desire I wrote that some Eskimo gave me the line Your freedom is so precious that it makes me hurt I learnt that my teacher was my loneliness And wisdom can be passed on by the one who's left And freedom is so precious that it makes it work.