the sandpaper's tan
Gbm E
go-getters are surfing the point
Dbm Bm
and London's a scratch on the lens
Dbm D
it's over before it begins
A
Silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders
Gbm E
the older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick
Dbm Bm
but really there's no trick at all
Dbm D
that doesn't result in a fall
A Dbm
or a faltering
Em
But something might spit out the bait
Gb
even if it's real
D
Rolling away
Dbm
missing the spoke
Bm E A Dbm
close to the ground like a wheel but it's not joke
D
Holding the line
Dbm
clutching the phone
Bm E A
nobly wasting the night, but it isn't right
Gb
it's not right
D
Smelling for blood
Dbm
praying for rain
Bm E A
running away isn't rough, but it's not enough
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 with a blanket
Bb Dm Gm
being here's always changing tunes
Cm Bb F Eb Dm G Am G Em
Dm G7 Am G Em A
The empty sky surrounds me but I can't see at all
Dm G7 Am G Em A
wide open arms can feel so cold
Dm G7 Am G Em A
and you can sit beside me and tell me what it's worth
Dm G7 Am G Em A
but I hope I die before I get sold
Dm G7 Am G Em A
I hope I die before I get sold
Dm G7 Am G Em A
I'd rather die before I get sold
Dm C Bdim
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
C
can will signs of life to return
Dm C Bdim
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
Am C
Wake as the swell peaks
Am C
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 C
Forces you see breathe
Am C
can always go into hiding
Bbm Cm
and wait 'til it passes over
Bbm Cm
or stay far gone for all eternity
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