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|D |A B | 2x) |D |A Bm | D A Bm D between the telephone and the remote control A Bm D A Bm there's a void that suits you, suits you fine D A Bm D you go to sleep 'cause there's no place else to go A Bm A Bm but you're wrong A Bm no touch that light A it's all over G D I'm out D A Bm D silver led waters A Bm D A Bm moonlit backyards and fences D softer scents? A Bm D A Bm ten times sharper senses D A Bm poles and powerlines warning signs D A Bm everything as quiet as you want it to be A Bm A Bm the sound of a train passing by A G D it moves me, I used to wonder why A G D it moves me, I used to wonder why |D Bm |D |Bm D |G | | D Bm D I miss the magic Sunday rides Bm D G to the places we would hide cotton, sunshine