Lansing

A E D F#m E D A D E F#m D these sliding sounds make me want to write down F#m E D all the things i love about this town F#m D like the way october leaves line my street F#m D E like a bed of rose pedals under my feet F#m A D A and this city seems so small F#m A D cause i know faces everywhere i go F#m D F#m and i feel so full with my friends surrounding me A D E5 E just cross the street you know where to find me D E i watch my rearview down one way streets F#m7 F#m D just to get a perspective unfamiliar to me E i sit by the river in the heart of the city F#m7 E D just to feel its beat inside of me E F#m7 that’s why i love this city E D E and all its simple beauty F#m D F# E D F#m Bm D A E Bm E as i slow to a stop A E D on the these streets i stroll like sidewalks Bm E i feel strong in this steady home A E it makes me think D E its time to roam D E i watch my rearview down one way streets F#m just to get a perspective unfamiliar to me E D E now when i spend each night inside a different city F#m7 E D i know exactly what home means E F#m7 that’s why i must be leaving Em D E F#m D its time to travel on with my sights ahead of me F#m B D A F#m B D E F#m A D F#m E D these sliding sounds make me want to write down F#m Bm D E D E all the things i love about this town