Pale and Precious

(Sir John Johns)

Recordings Art Lyrics Chords and Tablature

Recordings

1. Album version, 4'55.
   Performed by The Dukes of Stratosphear.
   Released on Psonic Psunspot.
   Sir John Johns - drums.

   Andy: “ ‘Pale And Precious’ is pretty obvious (A fine Beach Boys pastiche); that was the most difficult one to do. It's the best melody - the surf bit was a bit stupid - but the chords are churchy and Bach and all the stuff that Brian Wilson was into at the time.”

   Gary Pig Gold: “Andy imitating Eric Carmen initating Brian (with Dennis ‘Be Still’ keyboard). Brian ‘Heroes and Villians’ bass tone... and NOTES!, but mellotron makes it distinctly British. Also ‘Help Me Rhonda’ ba-ba-ba's. ‘California Girls’ jaunty keyboard riffs in middle part.”

Art

Lyrics

So pale and precious is the light that will shine
Out of the windows in her head
So pale and precious like the sun as it climbs
Up every morning on her bed

If all of her moments were put down in a book
Then I could read it 'til I went blind
If all of the tears she cried flowed into a brook
Well than I'm sure it would taste like wine
Don't care what the others might say
As far as I'm concerned they can all fall apart
Fade away

So pale and precious is the light that will shine
Out of her perfumed golden hair
So pale and precious are the steps that I climb
Up to her room so bright and bare

If all of the things she said were flowers and trees
Well then her garden would always be green
If all of our time together fell on one day
It would be like every Christmas there's been

Don't care what the others might say
As far as I'm concerned they can all fall apart
Fade Away

Up she rises each and every morning
She blows the stars out of the sky
And lights the sun with her bright eyes

The smell of the pinecones
And the sea in her hair
Silver Gentle

© 1987 Virgin Music (Publishers) Ltd.

Chords and Tablature

Date: Wed, 30 Dec 1998 17:35:00 +0000
From: Tim Harris <wordsrus (at) wordsrus dot demon dot co dot uk>
Subject: chords to Pale & Precious
Message-ID: <Z8uNAGAERmi2EwxK (at) wordsrus dot demon dot co dot uk>


Pale and Precious

the (maj7)(sus4)s are just an indication of what seems to be going on in
the opening phrase -
anyone trained to name chords properly can sort out the ones where
keyboard actuality and self-taught guitar limitations collide!
Happy New Year


Bb (maj7) (sus4)  Eb   F   Gsus4 G

C (maj7) (sus4)             G
So pale and precious is the light that will shine
Ebdim      Gsus4   G
Out of the windows in her head
C  (maj7) (sus4)              G
So pale and precious like the sun as it climbs
Ebdim    Gsus4   G      Ab   Cm7/Ab
Up every morning on her bed
   Ab                          Cm7/Ab
If all of her moments were put down in a book
             Bb                  Eb     Ab
Then I could read it 'til I went blind
                                     Cm7/Ab
If all of the tears she cried flowed into a brook
              Bb                       Eb
Well than I'm sure it would taste like wine
Cm7                 F
Don't care what the others might say
   Bm                            Eb
As far as I'm concerned they can all fall apart
      F     G     A7    Eb+
Fade away

So pale and precious is the light that will shine

Out of her perfumed golden hair

So pale and precious are the steps that I climb

Up to her room so bright and bare

If all of the things she said were flowers and tress

Well then her garden would always be green

If all of our time together fell on one day

It would be like every Christmas there's been

Don't care what the others might say

As far as I'm concerned they can all fall apart
        F     G    A7    D+
Fade Away

B           E         F#            (pattern repeats)
Up she rises each and every morning

She blows the stars out of the sky

And lights the sun with her bright eyes

C#       F#      Ab  (rpts over instrumental to..)
C#       F#

C# (maj7) (sus4)            Ab
So pale and precious is the light that will shine
Edim       Absus4     Ab  C#
Out of the windows in her head
C# (maj7) (sus4)              Ab
So pale and precious like the sun as it climbs
Edim    Absus4   Ab
Up every morning on her bed

C#   Cm+         Bbm
The smell of the pinecones
Bbm/Ab     F#         Fm+
And    the sea in her hair
Eb7sus4(no5th)   Absus4(+6)  Ab
Silver           Gen.........tle
--
Tim Harris

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