Tom: C
C Am
Oh self ignition,
F G*
i can feel her suitcase sensing mine
C Am
she was her own permission,
F G*
miss nineteen ninety ninety ninety nine nine nine nine
Am C Am C (chords are half time)
charles james sofa, and a household truce
G G
and there every wednesday night beneath the counter booth
Dm F C G
i woke up in a house i could understand
Dm F C G
the descendants of defendants were making demands.
C Am
gently thinking backwards
F G*
on the psychedelic promises god made to me in the dark
C Am
some of these kids don't have words
F G*
they're as helpless as parakeets in a park
C Am C Am (chords are half time)
i couldn't believe it, when i saw that you wrote
G G
that a burning passenger shouldn't ruin the boat
Dm F C G
if dreams are your body telling you it's confused
Dm F C G
then i've got a dream i think you can use
C Am
all lace and fiction
F G*
in the lawless rooms where you finally lost your health
C Am
i read the evening edition
F G*
and the pumpkin on the porch is trying to heal itself
Am C Am C (same as above)
i don't like magic, and i don't like tricks
G G
having a helluvah time believing we exist
Dm F C G
the mailman dreams he's paul revere
Dm F C G
he wants the whole town to buy him a beer
(no chords)
and i have to remember that your not wanting me
doesn't make me any less here
