Tim Baker

Reckoning

Tim Baker


Tom: G

Bm  A  Bm  A


[Verse 1]
Bm                   A
  A storm sits above the house
Bm  G  D              A
       That's why I'm out
Bm                        A        F#m
  To feel the heat of the weekend
Bm       G        D            F#m
  Dry my hands on the poisoned pipes


[Verse 2]
Bm                       A        Bm     G                 D         F#m
  Weave home through the lightning, long hands through the reckoning clouds
    Bm
Reaching down
Em     D      A
Oh and when I die
D      A       Am       G
Will I have to watch my life
    Em       D      A
And make the same mistakes
D           A Am       G      F#m
Act the same  drunk disgrace
Bm                       A
  I would like to see it backwards
Bm         G            D          F#m
  And slip back to that happy kid


[Verse 3]
Bm                 A
  All the crap I collected
Bm       G             D      F#m
  Put it back into the weary earth
Bm      G     A        F#m
  Every anger melting
Bm      G            A           F#m
  Every scar back to perfect skin
             Bm
See the bombs  ascend
Am        G           D
See young Johnny come home
   G     D               C
No messy dreams, no methadone
      Am       G        D
Oh to hear the speeches fail


[Tag 1]
    G      D      Dm    C
The hatred slowly going pale


[Interlude]
Bm  Em  A  Am
C  G  Bm  Em
A  Am  C  G
Bm  Em


[Tag 2]
    Bm      D     A
And feel it empty out
      D        A        G
Every crooked truth and crippling doubt
   Em       D    A
To watch my body curl
         D       A    G
Into the promise of a swollen girl
     Em        D       A
And then I'm a gasp of love
       D          A       G
In the young, and fun and innocent

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