Charades

Am Am I've never owned a camera, the pictures in my mind G Dm Instantly forgotten in the haste of passing time Am Put away your pedestal, hide your crystal ball G Dm If you find me out, please let me know, I'd love to get the call C E We drift on the surface and die in the depths Am G6 D7 As the skipping stone sinks to its grave C Fm C Charades, charades, charades Am Am Sunday driving on a Tuesday afternoon G Dm I remember days that could never end too soon Am Ice melts, flashes fade, the chill will make you ache G Dm For the quiet of sobriety, I prayed that it would stay C E We drift on the surface and die in the depths Am G6 D7 As the skipping stone sinks to its grave C Fm C Charades, charades, charades E Am A dream of form E In days of thought C D7 I sought to remain Fm But weary eyes C Make heavy hearts E That long to be chained Am E Am E Am I think it was the record, but it sounded like the house G Dm If the music weren't so loud, you could hear me crying out Am Like two gut string guitars tuned a half step apart G Dm You can't tell me what you need and so, I give you what I want C E We drift on the surface and die in the depths Am G6 D7 As the skipping stone sinks to its grave C Fm Am G D7 Charades, charades, charades C Fm C Charades, charades, charades