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
