Tonart: C# minor
Intro 1
Fm
Eb
Cm
Fm
Eb
Verse 1
Fm
eyes close, outside light shows
Cm
Inside homes, people sleep soundly
Fm
Coaching the eyes closed,
probably quite close
To finding the right dose to
Fm
Open win dows you might close,
I have left open in fact
Stress has broken my back,
Cm
I'm coping with that
I've got a rope but
it's only a gnat
Cm
Suicide's a long way from my mind
Fm
Take the coat from the rack,
take the coat from the rack
And you'll see me bop all over the map
Cm
Fm
I'm hoping to catch a doe in a trap
But I've never been the predator type
I'm only hunting the food that
Fm
Cause it's essential to life,
potentially right
But at the same time potentially wrong,
Cm
Fm
see every journey is potentially long
I might return like I've never been gone,
sing a pessimist song
Cm
Fm
Written in letters from the dead of a song
Now every battle is relayed on tape,
and if you play the game
Cm
Fm
You can end up with some major pain
A lot of people pray today
Eb
Fm
for better tomorrows
But sometimes hope sinks,
it's incredibly hollow
But in fact it's too cool,
take two pulls and pass that I can't act,
see me in gardens and parks
Backtracking through
childhood memories
Eb
Remember me, messily,
Cm
digging the mud to find a centipede
tell me the essence of every element
Whatever's relevant to existence
I'm intelligent, but I am barely taking it in
And the way that the wind
Fm
I'm breaking the strings with the words
I've been making a wing
And when I fall from my flight,
Cm
I bounce back without
Eb
Fm
breaking a limb
Seems like everybody's playing the king
Cm
I'm chasing a drink with the air,
Fm
that's the way it begins
The chain of this lip, the flames lit, painting it in
A chain of events,
Cm
Fm
it's strange since the baby I've been
Playing with language,
Eb
creating a land bridge in sand pits
I stand king crab
Cm
where the can vas meets the hand
Fm
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
grit
Eb
Cm
Fm
I sleep late with the sun in the sky
Cm
The crunch of the ice, the rustling leaves,
Summer seems like it's late to rise
Summer seems the summer,
Eb
it's a fake disguise
Fm
See you're a fool if you break the lines
I'm a fool with a faded tie
Cm
Fm
I left school when I was eight or nine
Cm
Fm
I returned just to waste some time
Now I'm burning off logs in the cave
I find I'm hating by the ancient tribes,
the lake is kind
It provides food, now the lake is dry
I touch base with the animists
Activate the chemical habits
I demonstrate like an activist,
how miraculous this planet actually is
Cm
Your cash stands as nothing
Fm
if you crash land in the big,
wide wilderness
Eb
White on the hills I fit right in,
Fm
no time to chill, I can still exist
I a silverfish chilling where the gorillas live,
Fm
I see mas sacres in the midst of this,
vision unlimited
Without the pixels depicting
Eb
Fm
there is hidden in the simple bits
So you can understand,
Eb
Fm
worms moving under sand
Cm
Fm
Words moving, turn to the truth,
shake his grubby hand
Eb
I'm pursuing it, los ing it,
Cm
Fm
Tuna fish, movement too soon
to lose the looseness
Eb
Fm
calling on all the lunatics
Waiting for the end of it all,
Eb
Fm
you know how soon it is?
Cm
Eb
We're all as stupid as the next,
Fm
cruising to the edge
Looting from the text,
only using what is useless
Next, I trek solidly,
three days I'm off
of the beaten path
Apologies in advance, I'm solitary
We can dance, but sorry,
Eb
I'm off as soon as the dropping leaves start to rot
Cm
Forest needs lots to
Fm
grow it properly you
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