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| I like looking at the sky as the wind plays | through |
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| The skirts of the trees the | silence knows how | afraid we are of it |
| A | Bm | F#m | E | A | |
| Cherished | memories | bleed and | bloom our | secrets like | seeds |
| Bm | F#m | E | A | |
| get | swept up and carried | through our | neighbor | hood |
| D | |
| Safe as houses | tuck me in |
| A | Bm | E | F#m | E | |
| Daylight | waits for | no man | you're still | young |
| F#m | |
| and breathing's easy suck it | in |
| A | Bm | E | |
| what a | waste this | facad | e |
| A | E | F#m | |
| What a | pity we've | come this | far |
| F#m | E |
| F#m | E | |
| The rain will fall and baptize our strongholds | our sheltered lives |
| F#m | E | |
| Closed | blinds drawn curtains and vinyl | floors can't hide |
| A | Bm | F#m | E | A | |
| Stained | memories bl | eed and | bloom our | secrets like | weeds |
| Bm | F#m | E | A | |
| Creeps up to the | roof of our | neighbor | hood |
| A | D | |
| Safe as houses | tuck me in |
| A | Bm | E | F#m | E | |
| Daylight | waits for | no man | you're still | young |
| F#m | |
| and breathing's easy suck it | in |
| A | Bm | E | |
| What a | waste this | facad | e |
| E | D | |
| Wh | at a pity | we've come this far how luscious denial our devoured minds |
| F#m | E | A | |
| Our thoughts remain i | mpotent our | pillows stay fer | tile |
| A | D | |
| Safe as houses | tuck me in |
| A | Bm | E | F#m | E | |
| Daylight | waits for | no man | you're still | young |
| F#m | |
| and breathings easy suck it | in |
| A | Bm | E | |
| What a | waste this | faca | de |
| A | E | F#m | |
| What a | pity we've | come this | far |
| A | E | F#m | |
| What a | pity we've | come this | far |
| F#m | E | F#m | E |