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