Unthought Known(Cavaco chords)

	        (intro) F C C7 F C C7 

F                                        C 
All the thoughts you never see you are always thinking 
F                                         C 
Brain is wide, the brain is deep Oh, are you sinking? 
F                                    C 
Feel the path of every day which road you taking? 
F                                    C 
Breathing hard, making hay yeah, this is living 
F                                   C 
Look for love in evidence that you're worth keeping 
F                                         C 
Swallowed whole in negatives it’s so sad and sickening 
F                              C 
Feel the air up above Oh, pool of blue sky 
F                               C 
Fill the air up with love all black with starlight 
F                               C 
Feel the sky blanket you with gems and rhinestones!!! 
F                                         C                         F             C 
See the path cut by the moon for you to walk on 

For you to walk on... 

( Dm F C F ) (2x) 

             Dm                 F 
Nothing left, nothing left 
                  C                      F 
Nothing there, nothing here... 
             Dm                  F 
Nothing left, nothing left 
                 C                     F 
Nothing there, nothing left... 
             Dm                   F 
Nothing left, nothing left 
                 C                   F        Dm 
Nothing there, nothing here... 
F                 C 
    Nothing here... 

(solo) F  C  

F                                       C 
See the path cut by the moon for you to walk on 
F                                        C 
See the waves on distant shores awaiting your arrival 
F                                            C 
Dream the dreams of other men you’ll be no one's rival 
F                                            C                                            F            C 
Dream the dreams of others then you will be no one's rival 
                                              F             C 
You will be no one's rival... 

F                                        C 
A distant time, a distant space that’s where we're living 
F                                        C                       F        C 
A distant time, a distant place so what yak giving? 

What ya giving? 

( F       C )
	        

Written by Eddie Vedder