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05 armchairs Andrew Bird
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[C]I dreamed you were a cosmonaut
[G]of the space between our chairs
[C]and I was a cartographer
[G]of the tangles in your hair
[Am/F]I sighed a song that silence brings
it's the one that everybody knows
oh everybody knows
[C]the song that silence sings
G (intro riff)
and this was how it goes
[C]these looms that weave apocryphal
[G]they're hanging from a strand
[C]these dark and empty rooms were full
[G]of incandescent hands
[Am/F]an awkward pause
[Am/F]a fatal flaw
[Am/F]time it's a crooked bow
oh time's a crooked [C]bow
in time you need to learn to love
the ebb just like the [G]flow
[D7]grab hold of your [Bm7]bootstraps
and pull like [Em]hell,
'til gr[E]avity feels sorry for [Am]you,
and lets you [D]go
as if you [G]lack the proper chemicals to [C]know,[C/B] oh
the [Am]way it felt the last time you let[Bm] yourself
[Am/F]fall this low
[Am/F]time, oh time
it's a crooked [C]bow
time's a crooked [C/F#]bow
time's a crooked [C/F]bow [C/G]
[F]fifty-five and three-eighths yea[G]rs later
[F]at the bottom of this gig[G]antic crater
a[F]n armchair calls to you[G]
yeah this ar[F]mchair calls to y[G]ou
and it says that som[C]e day
we'll get back at th[Cmaj7]em all
with epoxy and a pair of pliers[G]
[C]as ancient sea slugs begin to [Cmaj7]crawl
through the ragweed and barbed [G]wire
[C]you didn't write you didn't [G]call
[F]it didn't cross your mind at [G]all
and through the [C]waves
the waves of a.m. [G]squall
[F]you couldn't feel a thing at [G]all
your fifty-five and three-eighths [Am/F]tall[G]
fifty-five and three-eighths [Am/F]tall[G]
[Am/F]time[G]
(Finishes on a hig
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