Tom: C C And I can't decipher where my body ends and the soil begins F I will not be C F Anymore significant than the stray dogs scuttling about, above me C Yeah I remember mornings couldn't get it started Friday nights spent alone in my apartment F I recall the tears shed and running through the forest Still keep an Ativan in the glove compartment Am Snow it falls And I don't know when you'll see my face again G Am And whether or not my eternal spring will have sprung again by then G But I can feel it coming, goddamnit [Chorus] C Piecin' is a muscle at the bottom of an avalanche F Building it up just to feel my legs swept out again C Twisted and mangled scar tissue where my spirit was F Eyes crusted shut but I can feel them open up again Am Some mornings wake up running I don't know what from G I can feel it in my bones, light glowing from my gut Am And it's swept out from under, nothing can be done G One moment hands come over mouth next moments hands can't lift up [Verse 2] C Steal a hundred dollars, nickles, dimes, and quarters Lifted up and spread across the Atlantic F Somehow found the shore and placed in loving pockets Some stay sunken underneath the Titanic C Snow it falls I can't say you're a friend when F I'll find a home in my own skin again C But I can feel it coming goddamnit