Sixpence None The Richer

^D Dreams, incon ^G sistent ^A angel ^D things
Horses ^G bred with ^A star-laced ^D wings
But it's so ^G hard to ^A make them ^D fly, ^A fly, ^G fly
These wings beat the night sky above the town
One goes up and one goes down
And so the chariot hits the ground, bound, bound
CHORUS
We have for ^Em gotten ^{D G} how it used to ^Em be ^{D G}
(Don't try to make me fly)
How it used to ^Em be ^{D G}
(I'll stay here, I'll be fine)
How it used to ^Em be ^{D G}
(Don't go and let me down)
How it used to ^Em be ^{D G}
(I'm starting to like this town)
When wings beat the night sky above the ground
When I am wearing the truth and down
And all my barely fears are bound, bound, bound
We have forgotten how it used to be
(Am I in love with this?)
How it used to be
(My constant brokenness)
How it used to be
(Don't go. I'll shoot you down)
How it used to be
(I'm starting to like this town)
REPEAT BOTH CHORUSES