No Closer to Heaven The Wonder Years Digging up the bones of the fa[C]ilures I've buri[Em7]ed I'm pulling out my whit[F]e flags in [G]various stages The sun bleached [Dm]in gray Gonna sew them all[Am] together Gonna fashion the[Bb]ir bones into a fr[F]ame Tie the flags o[G]n a string Stretched across until they[F]'re wings I'm no [Fm]closer to heaven (Listen to the song for timing but this part is C Em7 F C G/B Am G ) I clipped[C] a bird with my[Em7] car on the freeway He won't see[F] a buria (azchords.com)
No Closer to Heaven The Wonder Years I'm digging up the bones of the fai[C]lures I've buried[Em] I'm pulling out my [F]white flags in various [G]stages The sun bleached in [Dm]gray Gonna sew them all to[Am]gether Gonna fashion their [C7]bones into a [F]frame Tie the flags on a [G]string Stretched across until they're [F]wings I'm no c[Fm]loser to heaven [C] [Em] [F] [C] [C/B] [Am] [G7] I clipped a [C]bird with my car on the [Em]freeway He won't see a [F]burial And all week [G]long I kept think (azchords.com)