Parson Red Heads

B Sometimes the people that you meet in your life can seem G#m E G#m C#m Just like characters that populate some quiet childhood dream. B it's so easy to get caught up in just one poetic line, G#m E While the Parsons have their cross to bare, G#m C#m B I know I've got mine. B And it's a quiet night in Silver Lake, all the people crowd this scene. G#m E G#m C#m Well they look so much like cardboard cut-outs placed upon a screen, B And I feel this sinking feeling as Missy grabs my hand, G#m E G#m C#m B And we lose ourselves in the harmonies, the white-robed beauty of this band. B (Aaaahh Ooooohhh...) B And the singers all cry as she whispers in my ear, G#m E G#m C#m and I stare down at the ground, holding tightly to my beer, B Do you feel the strain between us, yeah I know I feel it too, G#m E G#m C#m B And I wish I believed in anything as much as the Parson Redheads do. G#m E G#m C#m B I wish I believed in anything as much as the Parson Redhea