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And then into this: Dsus2 D 4x D Em The birds sit on telephone lines making abacus beads Asus4 A And they've been counting up the miles logged on city side streets. D Dsus2 D Em They've been shifting down the wi----res to make room for more feet; Asus4 A Bm G A Crows lining up to talk about who they got to meeeeee-eeeeeet. D Dsus2 D Em I've been having all these dreams that start when I blink Asus4 A Where you'll drop this burden to the ground and lift your hands to my face. D Dsus2 D Em I'll make some men---tion of my beard marking the days, Asus4 A Bm G A you'll just say something like you don't feel like it's that looooooooooong. D A Bm G So paint me your fool. D A Bm G I'd be happy to hear you're painting agaaain. D A Bm G And I'll sit, I'll sit real still A and try to keep on smiling. and then play the intro again, but only repeat the "Dsus2 D" twice D Dsus2 D Em I've been picking up to speed, and I've been trying to call this home, Asus4 A But all the crosses keep me worried along the side of the road. D Dsus2 D Em They've been rapping at my win---dows, now they're knocking on my doors; Asus4 A Bm G A All these ghosts sitting in the fog just trying to bum a smooooooooooke. D Dsus2 D Em I've been getting ti----red, but I can't seem to find my bed, Asus4 A And that spot that you once laid in is just a cold, hard grave instead. D Dsus2 D Em Asus4 A Bm G A These words turning in my mind are driving me out of my heeeeeeeead. OUTRO THING: Bm G A But like a shotgun spray, the birds flew away. Bm G Now I've got nothing to count on, A And you, you've got nothing to say. play the G in the outro like this: (3 5 5 4 3 3