Marching Bands of Manhattan Death Cab for Cutie
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[Dsus] And span the length of the i[F]sle of Manhattan,
C* G
I'd bring it to where you are,
[Dsus] Making a lake of the E[F]ast River and Hudson.
C* G
If I could open my mouth,
[Dsus] Wide enough for a ma[F]rching band to march out,
C* G
They would make your name sing,
[Dsus] And bend through alleys and b[F]ounce off other buildings.
[Fmaj7] [Fmaj7] [C] [D2]
C* G
I wish we could open our eyes,
[Dsus] To see in all dir[F]ections at the same time.
C* G
Oh what a beautiful view,
[Dsus] If you were never aw[F]are of what was around you.
C* G
And it is true what you said,
[Dsus] That I live like a he[F]rmit in my own head.
C* G
But when the sun shines again,
[Dsus] I'll pull the curtains and b[F]linds to let the light in.
[Fmaj7] Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole.
[C] Just like a faucet that l[D2]eaks and there is comfort in the sound.
[Fmaj7] But while you debate half empty or half full,
[C] It slowly rises, your lov[D2]e is gonna drown.
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