Another Day - Sting

from the album "Bring On The Night"
Transcription: Andrew West
Verse: 
   Dm7  :  :  :  Dm7  :  :  :  Dm7  :  :  :  Dm7  :  :  : 
  (F:D)
   BbM9 :  :  :  BbM9 :  :  :  Gm7  :  :  :  Am7  :  :  :
  (F:Bb)                      (Bb:G)        (C:A)
   Dm7  :  :  :  Dm7  :  :  :  BbM9 :  :  :  BbM9 :  :  :

   Gm7  :  :  :  Gm7  :  :  :  Am7  :  :  :  CM   :  :  :

Chorus:                                     (Single Notes)
   BbM9 :  :  :  Am7  :  :  :  Gm7  :  :  :  D    C D:  :
                                                          (Extra Measure) 

   BbM9 :  :  :  Am7  :  :  :  Gm7  :  :  :  EbM7 :  :  :  EbM7 :  :  : 
                                            (Gm:Eb)
Vamp Section:
   Dm7 for four measures

Repeat Verse

Repeat Chorus

Solo Section:
   Dm7  :  :  :  Dm7  :  :  :  Gm7  :  :  :  BbM9 :  :  :

   Dm7  :  :  :  Dm7  :  :  :  Gm7  :  :  :  BbM9 : (Gm:A) :  [???]

Verse: (New Key -- B minor)
   Bm7  :  :  :  Bm7  :  :  :  Bm7  :  :  :  Bm7  :  :  :
  (A:B)
   GM9  :  :  :  GM9  :  :  :  Em7  :  :  :  F#m7 :  :  :

  (A:G)                       (G:E)         (A:F#)
   Bm7  :  :  :  Bm7  :  :  :  GM9  :  :  :  GM9  :  :  :

   Em7  :  :  :  Em7  :  :  :  F#m7 :  :  :  A(maj): :  :

Chorus:                                          (single notes)
   GM9  :  :  :  F#m7 :  :  :  Em7  :  :  :   B   A B:  :
				
			  
(extra measure)
   GM9  :  :  :  F#m7 :  :  :  Em7  :  :  :   CM9 :  :  :  CM9  :  :  :
                                             (G:C) 

Vamp Out on Bm7 ----



Another Day
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Every day that goes by, a new hungry baby starts to cry
Born astride a painful grave, drowned in hunger's tidal wave
Pick a child that you can save, it'd be the only one
If Africa escapes starvation, not only food but education
The desert grows with every minute, trapping everybody in it
All the children look the same, they wonder why they came

(But) it's hard to tell the poison from the cure
Harder still to know the reson why (why why)

The only thing I really know for sure
Is that another day, another day's gone by
(Bye bye...)

Every day that goes by, a brand new missile points towards the sky
We're survivors of a game of chance, beneath an arms race avalanche
If you survive this winter's cold, you'd be the only one
If we escape anhillation, not only hope but education
The world is ruled by Bellophiles(see note), adding to their weapon piles
Imagine what your taxes buy, we hardly ever try

 [chorus]


Oh that this too sullied flesh would melt and resolve into a dew
Suffocating lassitude, drowning in my platitude
Trapped by insecurities, I'm not the only one
If I survive this dislocation, have to use my education
The world is ruled by Bellophiles, adding to their weapon piles
Imagine what your taxes buy, we hardly ever try
 
 [chorus] 

Editor's notes:  This is a transcription from the "Bring On The Night" album, 
it is the only copy I have of this song.  Second, I am not sure about the word

right before "...adding to their weapon piles..." but I looked up some stuff.
Here is what I came up with:

bel-li-cose (bel'i kos') adj. [ME L bellicosus  bellicus, of war  bellum,
war  OL duellum: for IE base see DUEL] of a quarrelsome or hostile nature;
eager to fight or quarrel; warlike -SYN. belligerent

{ = derived from }

from that I sort of "created" a word that I don't know that exists, but perhaps
it does: bellophile.  (One who is bellicose, belligerent.)  If anyone really 

knows what it is, let me know!!

From: chrisc@debra.dgbt.doc.ca (Chris Camfield)

The other thing is that the last verse of the B-side version ends with
the following two lines (I think :)

Shameful inactivity, wasted creativity 
Distances are privilege, silence is consent

Thanks to Chris for sending these lines...

Andrew
awest@ub.d.umn.edu