Intro
B G#m E B 3x
[Verse 1]
B
Well my fingertips up close look like
G#m
The world from far away
B
And I'll make it so they always try
G#m B E
To reach and rest against a kind of light
B
Well I've never seen a summer storm
G#m
Before, but I think it would make me change
E G#m B
Oh, my eyes
[Chorus]
F#
So call me out
G#m B
My space is overgrown
F#
And all our place
G#m
Can feel so long ago
B G#m E B 3x
[Verse 2]
B
Well sometimes I wish our throats didn't feel
G#m
So much like barricades
B
And I'll make it so they always try
G#m B E
To remember they were made in a kind of light.
B
And the things that rush through fingertips
G#m
They would never want to be the same
E G#m B
If I had a time
[Bridge]
F#
So reach up out and move
G#m B
From my waking close
F#
And all our life can feel
G#m
Sometimes so overgrown
B E B G#m E E B G#m E B B G#m E B
[Outro]
B
Well sometimes I wish our throats
G#m
Didn't feel so much like barricades
B
Snd our fingertips up close look
G#m B
Like the world from far away