A Frozen into coats D white girls of the Bm north
G Fire past one D fire the one
They are the D fabled lambs
A E Sunday ham, the Bm ancient snow

And they can A float above the grass
D in circles if A they tried,
A G latent power I D know they hide
To keep some D hope alive
That a E girl like I could Bm ever try
Could ever A try

So F#m we just D skirt the hallway E signs,
a phantom and a F#m fly
F# Follow the D lines and wonder E why
there’s no connection

And A weakened falling eyes
D in cheap shots from the Bm tribe
And we’re G often in Marcus’ D porch again
Another D afternoon
With the E gold head tunes and Bm pilfered booze

We wandered A through your mama’s house
D and the milk from the A window lights
Family G portrait circa D ninety-five
This is that D foreign land, with the E sprayed on tans,
and it Bm all feels fine… beats circus A slime

F#m So, when they D tap our mundane E heads
to zombie-walk F#m in our stead
F# This town seems D hardly worth our E time

And F#m we’ll no D longer memorize or E rhyme
to fall along F#m in our crime
Stepping F# over what now D towers to the E sky
With no connection

Inter A D E E x 4
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F#m So, when they D tap our Sunday E heads
to zombie-walk F#m in our stead
F# This town seems D hardly worth our E time

And F#m we’ll no D longer memorize or E rhyme
to fall along F#m in our crime
Stepping F# over what now D towers to the E sky
With no connection

Outro A D E E x 4
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