Intro:
Am Cmaj7 Am Cmaj7
Bbm Cm Bbm Cm
Amaj7
Am Cmaj7
Sleep as the goer
Am Cmaj7
the bridge that watches the light speed thru
Bbm Cm
and cries while the spirit stumbles
Bbm Cm Amaj7
and inside missile for the protection of you
Am Cmaj7
maybe it's siletn
Am Cmaj7
the voice can't bear anymore strain
Bbm Cm
but speak without even knowing
Bbm Cm
and streams outside in the direction of truth
Amaj7 Em
Amaj7 Em
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PARTE 2
Gm C Dm
there's no reason there's no secret to decode
Gm C Dm G
if you can't save it, leave it dying on the road
Gm C Dm
wide open arms can feel so cold
C
so cold
Em F#
feel so cold
D C#m Bm E
PARTE 3
Asus4
balance the books, the ledges, the loons
Asus4 F#m
the disappointed look on the faces
E
that squint at the moon
C#m Bm
let's see it with shadows enhance
C#m D
and then vote to decide who'll advance
Asus4
silver jet plane, making a turn
F#m E
exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn
C#m Bm
it's not the life lesson I'd've guessed
C#m D
if you're conscious you must be depressed
Asus4 C#m
or at least cynical
Em
but someone might still eat the steaks
F#
even if they're tough
D
spending the day
C#m
chewing the fat
Bm E Asus4
floating away isn't roguh but it's not enough
Asus4
oh marianne, pass me the joint the sandpaper's tan
F#m E
go-getters are surfing the point
C#m Bm
and london's a cratch on the lens
C#m D
it's over before it begins
Asus4
silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders
Fm E
the older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick
C#m Bm
but really there's no trip at all
C#m D
that doesn't result in a fall
Asus4 C#m
or a faltering
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Em
but something might spit out the bait
F#
even if it's real
D
rolling away
C#m
missing a spoke
Bm E Asus4 C#m
close to the ground like a wheel but it's not enough
D
holding the line
C#m
clutching the phone
Bm E Asus4
nobly wasting the night, but it isn't right
F#
it's not right
D
smelling for blood
C#m
praying for rain
Bm E Asus4
running away isn't rough, but it's not enough
A
PARTE 4
Eb Gm Cm Fm Cm
the low tide is telling me, when it's over,
Bb Dm Gm
to breathe in everything exposed
Eb Gm Cm Fm Cm
and comes back to cover me in a blanket
Bb Dm Gm
being here's always changing tunes
Cm Bb F F7
Dm G Am Gm
Em
PARTE 5
Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7 (4x)
Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7
the empty sky surrounds me but i can't see at all
Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7
wide open arms can feel so cold
Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7
and you can sit beside me and tell me what it's worth
Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7
but I hope I die before i get sold
Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7
I hope I die before I get sold
Dm G7 Am Am/G Em A7
I'd rather die before I get sold
PARTE 6
Dm C G
if you find the soul that you lost
E Am
frozen in a starry void
Dm C G
take it within and hope the sight of blood
Cmaj7
can will signs of life to return
Dm C G
back to the way that it was
E Am
long before it made a noise
Dm C G
to keep on quietly reminding you
Cmaj7
what's never created or destroyed
Dm7 Cmaj7
Dm7
PARTE 7:
Am Cmaj7
wake as the swell peaks
Am Cmaj7
the close-outs drowning the birds with roars
Bbm Cm
and howls scare the new unkindness
Bbm Cm Amaj7
that picks and laughs at the carrion scene
Am Cmaj7
forces you see breath can
Am Cmaj7
always go into hiding
Bbm Cm
and wait 'til it passes over
Bbm Cm
or stay far gone for all eternity
A G#m
