Comet Gain

The Fists In The Pocket

Comet Gain


Tom: A

                      A                E
If you're looking for me, looking for me
                            D
I'll be down there on the beach
                        A                 E
If you're searching for me, just like a dream
                           D
I'll be somewhere out of reach
                 A                       E
The fists in my pocket, the fists in my pocket
                  D
Sinking into the sea
                      A               E
If you're looking for me, looking for me
                           D
I'll be down here on the beach

[Verse 1]
A                 Bm
I remember, I forget
A                       Bm
The family I called my friends
A                Bm
Feeling high on western sky
A                  Bm
To be the bold against the shy
A                 Bm
Full of fire and midnight cries
A                 Bm
When you feel the same as me
A                  Bm
But you don't know what it means
A                  Bm
Takes a lot to be that dude
A                       Bm
And drive that long and sing that loud
A                  Bm
And be so hard and touch so soft
A                    Bm
And feel so much and dream so bright
A                  Bm
Kiss that fast and wait so slow
A           Bm
Never die, feel alone
A              Bm
My baby's in a [?]
A                   Bm
She reaches out but I'm too far
A            Bm
[?] in his car
 A                      Bm
[?] his life all up too far
A                   Bm
I can't take it any more
A                     Bm
I can't take this any more
A                   Bm
I can't take it any more

[Chorus]
                      A                E
If you're looking for me, looking for me
                            D
I'll be down there on the beach
                        A                 E
If you're searching for me, just like a dream
                           D
I'll be somewhere out of reach
                 A                       E
The fists in my pocket, the fists in my pocket
                  D
Sinking into the sea
                      A               E
If you're looking for me, looking for me
                           D
I'll be down here on the beach

[Verse 2]
A                    Bm
And taken in by too much crap
A                   Bm
The silver sixties sometimes seems
A                    Bm
Like fake debris or faker's dreams
A                  Bm
[?] build up in my friends
A               Bm
Hallucinations never end
A                    Bm
Coffee grinds so we might talk
A                  Bm
And go for walks, write with chalk
A                Bm
Nothing changes in our lives
A                Bm
Nothing changes in our lives
A                    Bm
I can't take it any more
A                    Bm
I can't take it any more
A                            Bm
They're freaking out on the dance floor
A                      Bm
They can't take it any more
A                          Bm
We shouldn't take this any more
A                          Bm
We shouldn't take this any more

[Chorus]
                      A                E
If you're looking for me, looking for me
                            D
I'll be down there on the beach
                        A                 E
If you're searching for me, just like a dream
                           D
I'll be somewhere out of reach
                 A                       E
The fists in my pocket, the fists in my pocket
                  D
Sinking into the sea
                      A               E
If you're looking for me, looking for me
                           D
I'll be down here on the beach