in standard tuning , lob a capo on the 6th fret . ben is a half step down , so he’d
have his capo on 7th . all chords relative to capo .
intro : G C ( a few times with nice variants ) , then strum the G a bit going into the verse
Em C G
well , as a child i mostly spoke inside my head
Em C G
i had conversations with the clouds , the dogs , the dead
Em C G
and they thought my broken , that my tongue was coated lead
D C Em
but i just couldn’t make my words make sense to them
D C G
if you only listen with your ears . . . i can’t get in
Em C G
and i spent my evenings pullin’ stars out of the sky
Em C G
and i’d arrange them on the lawn where i would lie
Em C G
and in the wind i’d taste the dreams of distant lives
D C Em
and i would dress myself up in them through the night
D C G
while my folks would sleep in separate beds . . . and wonder why
Em C G x3
D C Em
D C D
G
Em C G
and through them days i was a ghost atop my chair
Em C G
my dad considered me a cross he had to bear
Em C G
and in my head i’d sing apologies and stare
D C Em
as my mom would hang the clothes across the line
D C G
and she would try to keep the empty . . . from her eyes
Em C G
so , then one afternoon i dressed myself alone
Em C G
i packed my pillowcase with everything i owned
Em C G
and in my head i said “goodbye , ” then i was gone
D C Em
and i set out on the heels of the unknown
D C Em
so my folks could have a new life of their own
D C
so that maybe i could find someone
D C G
who could hear the only words that i’d known
Em C G x7
D C Em
D C
D
the song ends on that very contemplative D .
tabbed by magicalzebra
in standard tuning , lob a capo on the 6th fret . ben is a half step down , so he’d
have his capo on 7th . all chords relative to capo .
intro : G C ( a few times with nice variants ) , then strum the G a bit going into the verse
Em C G
well , as a child i mostly spoke inside my head
Em C G
i had conversations with the clouds , the dogs , the dead
Em C G
and they thought my broken , that my tongue was coated lead
D C Em
but i just couldn’t make my words make sense to them
D C G
if you only listen with your ears . . . i can’t get in
Em C G
and i spent my evenings pullin’ stars out of the sky
Em C G
and i’d arrange them on the lawn where i would lie
Em C G
and in the wind i’d taste the dreams of distant lives
D C Em
and i would dress myself up in them through the night
D C G
while my folks would sleep in separate beds . . . and wonder why
Em C G x3
D C Em
D C D
G
Em C G
and through them days i was a ghost atop my chair
Em C G
my dad considered me a cross he had to bear
Em C G
and in my head i’d sing apologies and stare
D C Em
as my mom would hang the clothes across the line
D C G
and she would try to keep the empty . . . from her eyes
Em C G
so , then one afternoon i dressed myself alone
Em C G
i packed my pillowcase with everything i owned
Em C G
and in my head i said “goodbye , ” then i was gone
D C Em
and i set out on the heels of the unknown
D C Em
so my folks could have a new life of their own
D C
so that maybe i could find someone
D C G
who could hear the only words that i’d known
Em C G x7
D C Em
D C
D
the song ends on that very contemplative D .
tabbed by magicalzebra
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