Intro
Cm Gm/F
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Gm Gm/A# \
Cm Gmadd11 / x2
Cm Gmadd11 /
[Verse]
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I'm gonna walk these streets of cold concrete
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Like I'm a ghost searching for its grave
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Then I'll dwell by the edge of this man made lake
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And descend into the city that holds no place for me
[Verse]
Gm Cm
But the streets with no stir of life
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And all the houses on the streets, are wholly submerged
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Then I'll gather the leaves from the cell phone trees
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And return them to their place and pretend someone's calling for me
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Someone's calling for me
Gm Cm
Someone's calling for me
[Outro]
Gm Cm
Dm