Текст песни Florence And The Machine - Blinding

Standard Tuning
No capo
So I listened to it and I think it's pretty close, but I'll be honest, it may not 
be the exact way it's played. There aren't too many tabs for this song online (or 
any really) so I gave it a shot and this is how I play it. Good luck!

Pick an easy going strum pattern and then at the chorus make it more intense.

Seems that I have been held, in some dreaming state
A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake
No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber
                                    (hold let note ring)
Until I realise that it was you who held me under

Felt it in my fists, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids
                                                           (hold)
Shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs

No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world

And I could hear the thunder and see the lightning crack
All around the world was waking, I never could go back
Cause all the walls of dreaming, they were torn right open
And finally it seemed that the spell was broken

And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open
                                              (hold let note ring)
And all my bones began to shake, my eyes flew open

No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world

Someone's stitching up the circuitboards
Synapse slipping through the hidden door
Someone's stitching up the circuitboard

No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world

  Someone's stitching up the circuitboards
Synapse slipping through the hidden door
Someone's stitching up the circuitboard
                                  (let note ring)
Synapse slipping through the hidden door