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Tin Foiled - Andrew Bird Written by The Handsome Family Things Are Really Great Here, Sort Of INTRO What is moving will be still e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|------------------------7-----------------------2-------2-0----------------| D|-----------------------0-----------------------5------------3-2------------| A|-13121110987654321~---0-----------------------4----------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| What has gathered will disperse e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|----------------------------2----------------------------------------------| D|-0--------------------------3----------------------------------------------| A|-1--------------------------3----------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| What's been built up will collapse, all of your dreams they're all fulfilled e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|-----------7-----------------2-----------------3---------------------------| D|-----------0-----------------5-----------------3---------------------------| A|-----------0-----------------4-----------------1---------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| VERSE Dm C
BbLate new years Feve Paper Bbhat on your Fhead
It was Bbhard to belFieve That you'd Gever be dead
And that Bbdream that you're Ffalling That you've Bbhad since you're Ffive
Is a Bbbird on your Fshoulder that Gwhispers Get Bbback
Get Cback C#m
CHORUS
DmWhat is moving will be A7still BbWhat has gathered will Fdisperse
What's been Dmbuilt up will collA7apse All of your Bbdreams
They're all fulDmfilled C
VERSE
And BbLiza MinFelli Spent a Bbmonth in her Fbed
She was Bbcertain that FSkylab Would Gcrash on her head
And BbEvil KnieFvel shot BbUp from the Fgrass and
BbI loved him Fbetter each Gtime That he Bbcrashed
That he Ccrashed C#m
CHORUS
DmWhat is moving will be A7still BbWhat has gathered will Fdisperse
What's been Dmbuilt up will collA7apse All of your Bbdreams
They're all fulDmfilled C
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------------1-------3-1-------0h1p0---------------------1------------| G|-----3-2---------3-2-----3---2-----0-----0-------3-2---------3-2-----------| D|--0-3---3-0---0-3---3---3-----3---0-------0---0-3---3-0---0-3---3----------| A|-1---------0-1-------3-1-------3-2---------2-1---------0-1-------3---------| E|--------------------------------3------------------------------------------| e|------------------------------1-3-5-3-0------------------------------------| B|----3-1--1-0h1p0-------------3---------1---------1-------------------------| G|---3---2--------0-----------3-----------0------0--0------------------------| D|--3-----3--------0---0---0-3-------------2---2--2--2-----------------------| A|-1----------------2-2-2-1-----------------3-3-3-----3----------------------| E|-------------------3-----------------------3-------------------------------| VERSE (muted strumming, no chords) Last night I dreamed that I Dug my own grave so I Climbed down inside there to patiently wait And down in the ground while I Breathed the cold air
Black birds came down there to Gnest In my Bbhair
In my Chair C#m
CHORUS
DmWhat is moving will be A7still BbWhat has gathered will Fdisperse
What's been Dmbuilt up will collA7apse All of your Bbdreams
They're all fulDmfilled Bb They're all fulDmfilled Bb
Oh and DmtheyBb're C F