Tom: Em
Em: 0-2-2-0-0-(0)-(0)
Dadd4/F#: 2-0-0-0-x-x
G: 3-2-0-0-(0)-(0)
Cmaj7/G: 3-3-2-0-0-(0)
Emmaj7: 0-2-1-0-x-x
Dadd4: x-5-4-0-3-x
Eb: x-6-5-0-4-x
Em Dadd4/F# G Cmaj7/G
This contusion - colored evening
Em - G – Em – G
Em Dadd4/F# G Cmaj7/G
maybe you paint the silhouette
Em G Em Emmaj7
of the gaunt tree line singed in ninety seven
Cmaj7/G Emmaj7 G
when wildfires threatened my development
Dadd4 C
and the swallowed towns the Klan had founded
Dadd4 C
the shaded sand dens were party caverns
Dadd4 C
for them who'd come hallucinate while we slept
Dadd4 C
scaring our rabbits to death in their hutches
Dadd4 Eb Em Emmaj7
I can't remember how I used to live
Cmaj7/G G
but they've all cased their jumps
Em Emmaj7 Cmaj7/G G
fatally I willed it to be
Em Emmaj7 Cmaj7/G G
in the hours of blankness preceding sleep
Dadd4/F# Emmaj7 Cmaj7/G - G
oh the years we waste faking remorse
Cmaj7/G
remorse
[Guitar Solo]
E|-------------------------2h3p2------------------------------------------------------------|
B|----------5--3--5--3------------3---------------------------------------------------------|
G|-------4-----------------------------2br--2--0----------5/7----------5/7------------------|
D|----5--------------------------------------------5-4-5-------5-4-5--------5-5-------------|
A|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Em Dadd4/F# G Cmaj7/G
every decision I have ever made
Em - G – Em – G
Em Dadd4/F# G Cmaj7/G
bred the branching future's mute howlers
Em G
with burst-vessel red eyes
Em Emmaj7
roaring inaudibly
Cmaj7/G Emmaj7 G
on the freezing morning walk to the dim corner grocery
Dadd4 C
what hangs over big empty country
Dadd4 C
reborn in negatives of photos of dusk
Dadd4 C
regret so huge it's on a phantom axis
Dadd4 C
receding beaches hissing hearing damage
Dadd4 C
and the miles-long column of cold moonlight cast across
Dadd4 Eb Em Emmaj7
still seas when my nose begins to bleed
Cmaj7/G G Em Emmaj7
some submitted to having their lights put out
Cmaj7/G G
by basement thrill killers
Em Emmaj7 Cmaj7/G G
in the neighborhood I heard being murdered is no experience
Dadd4/F# Emmaj7 Cmaj7/G G
ten or eleven wounds in
Cmaj7/G G Cmaj7/G
in it's not about Satan or anything you just die
Cmaj7/G
it's weird
