Am Gm Am Gm Am Gm Am C
F The shape of the A# sun ah, pretty Dm ways pretty ways and
C things to C7 come
F When this day is A# done you will col Dm lapse collapse into
(the funnel C of) my arms
And as Am always they're not Gm strong And as Am always you
do be Gm lieve and as Am always I'm very Gm wrong about the Am cut
above the C bleed
April she finds the sugar time and so slow, syrupy yeah
She'd be inside you shed away a shadow as we go
And you know, it's not bad and I'm so into the blue And
it's so, like goofy said I just fly above the few
The last thing we do turn our heads around, closer to
the ground, you're falling
you and your masculine you forever benched sitting by
the dirty window
F C C G
Coda
Though this seems to be a drag you skirt around the
thing that's comfortable purple peppers dirty rags make
your life albeit more portable to turn around to follow
me don't follow me don't follow me don't follow me
Lambchop
