F A# C A# C F
come lift your finger over mine you wont be over a long time
F A# C A# C F
or in the winter heading south you can't be living in your mouth
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your mouth i'm not sure what i was sure about
A# C A# C Am A# C A#
about i'm not sure what i was sure about
F A# C A# C F
where the silent pillars grow they wont be living in the snow
A# C A# C F A#
or underwater with their wings they're building cities on the strings, the strings
C A# C F A#
you could only hear the boats crashing, crashing
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or building tiny cities on the strings, the strings
A#
i know that you have a dream waiting at night beneath the flower
Am A#
painted sheets below the cealing,
A#
oh beneath slowly it needs to breathe in deep to let it breathe
Am A# C A#
so it can see this world it loves is spinning around it's hard
C A#
and now spit on her arms(?)
Am A# C F
but it can't breathe untill this room is dead