Andrew Bird - Tin foil
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Tabbed by:Jonathan Sarenana
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[Verse]
Clate new years eve paper Fhat on your Chead
Amits hard to believe that you'd Fever be Cdead
Cand that dream where you fall that youve Fhad sense ya Cfive
Amis a bird on your shoulder that Fwispers Cgoodbye.
[Chorus]
Amwhat is moving will be Estill
what is Fgathered will dCisperse
what has been Ambuilt up will Ecollapse
all of your Fdeams will be Cfulfilled
[Repeat the chords for the verse and chorus]
evil kenevil shot up from dead grass
and i loved him more each time that he crashed
liza minellee spent a month in a bed
she was sure that the sky lamp would fall on her head
what is moving will be still
what is gathered will disperse
what has been built up will collapse
all of your deams will be fulfilled
[whistle verse}
last night i dreamed that i dug my own grave
and i crawl down and patiently wait
and down in the ground while i breathe the cold air
black birds come down and set a nest in my hair
what is moving will be still
what is gathered will disperse
what has been built up will collapse
all of your deams will be fulfilled