Concrete Coloured Clothes - Ver 2

Am D G G 2x Am D G concrete coloured clothes drag like atlases, G Am pristine paper scrolls, D no holes, G G no pins to show. Am D G callus cactus feet dig into the street, G a cul-de-sac, Am D they eat a pack of tongues G G when theyre hungry. Bm C G G cupboards occupy their eyes for hours, Bm C G occupy, occupy Bm C G G cupboards occupy their eyes for hours, Bm C G occupy, occupy middle 8 F F/E G C G ahhhhh ahhh ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhh Am D a knife edge, a ghost speaks G G its an odd repeat-ed sentence Am D from a home of toes G G where slate grows slow. Am D G dig your cactus feet deep into the peat G the roman roads Am D a yawning maze of tongues G G with no corners Bm C G G cupboards occupy their eyes for hours, Bm C G occupy, occupy Bm C G G cupboards occupy their eyes for hours, Bm C G occupy, occupy Bm C G G cupboards occupy their eyes for hours, Bm C G occupy, occupy Bm C G G cupboards occupy their eyes for hours, Bm C G occupy, occupy F F/E G C C G ahhhhh ahhh ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhh G G G G oooooh ooooooh ooooooh ooooh