Saint Simon The Shins
>Capo 3
After [Am]all these i[E]mplements and t[G]exts designed by
[D]intellects we're v[C]exed to find evid[D]ently there's
still [G]so much that hides
And th[Am]ough the s[E]aints dub us div[G]ine in ancient
[D]fading lines their s[C]entiment is j[D]ust as hard to
[G]pluck from the vine
[F]I'll try hard not to pret[D]end
[F]Allow myself no mock def[D]ence
[E]as I step into the n[Am]ight
Since [E]I don't have the t[G]ime nor mind to f[D]igure
out the n[C]ursery rhymes that h[D]elped us out in
making s[G]ense of our lives
[Am]The cruel, un[E]eventful state of [G]apathy rel[D]eases me
[C] [D]
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