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| C# | F# | |
| It had | something to do with the | rain |
| F# | F#/F | G# | |
| leeching | loamy dirt |
| C# | F# | |
| and the | way the back lane came a | live |
| F# | F#/F | G# | |
| half moon | whispered | "go" |
| F# G# C# F#(II) |
| for a while I heard you missing steps in the street |
| F# G# C# F#(II) |
| and your anger pleading in an uncertain key |
| F#(II) C# F# |
| singing the sound of you that you found for me |
| C# | F# | |
| When th | e winter took the tips of | my ears |
| F# | F#/F | G# | |
| found thi | s noisy ho | me |
| C# | F# | |
| full of | pigeons and places to hi | de |
| F# | F#/F | G# | |
| and when | the voices | die |
| C# | F# | |
| I emerg | ed to watched abandoned m | achines |
| F# | F#/F | G# | |
| waiting f | or their m | en |
| C# | F# | |
| to retu | rn, I remember the way |
| F# | F#/F | G# | |
| I would w | ait for yo | u |
| F# G# C# F#(II) |
| to arrive with kibble and a box full of beer |
| F# G# C# F#(II) |
| how I'd scratch the empties desperate to hear |
| F#(II) F# |
| you make the sound that you found for me |
| F# | /// | /// | F#/F | /// | /// | G# | /// | /// | A# | /// | /// |
| After scrapping with the ferals and the tabby |
| let you brush my matted fur |
| how I'd knead into your chest while you were sleeping |
| shallow breathing made me purr |
| But I can't remember the sound that you found for me |
| I can't remember the sound that you found for me |
| I can't remember the sound |