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| G | G/F# | |
| If I could trace the | lines that ran |
| Em7 | G/F# | |
| Be | tween your smile and your | sleight of hand |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | G/F# | |
| I'd | guess that you put | something up my | sleeve |
| G | G/F# | |
| Now | everytime I | see your face |
| Em7 | G/F# | |
| The | bells ring in a | far off place |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | G/F# | |
| We can | find each other | this was I belie | ve |
| From the hills and up behind |
| My town is naked from the horizon down |
| The curvature is pressed against the raise |
| We walked up in the fields below alone |
| And the silence fell just like a stone |
| That got lost in the wild blue and gravel gray |
| G/B | G/A | G/F# | G | |
| Come | and | find | me, now |
| G/B | G/A | G/F# | G | G/F# | Em7 | G/F# | |
| Come | and | find | me, now |
| Though I'm here in this far off place |
| My air is not your time and space |
| I draw you close with every breath |
| You don't know it's right untill wrong |
| You don't know it's your's untill it's gone |
| I didn't know that it was home untill you up and left |
| Come and find me, now |
| Come and fine me, now |
| So I keep you in a flower vase |
| With your fatalism and your crooked face |
| With the daisies and the violet blockades |
| And I keep me in a vacant lot |
| In the ivy and forget-me-nots |
| Hoping you will come and intangle one of these days |
| Come and find me, now |
| Come and fine me, now |
| G:320000 |
| G/F#:200000 |
| Em7:022000 |
| G/B:750000 |
| G/A:550000 |