Angel Olsen - So that we can be still

^GbMust all of my ^Dbmemories ^EbmDrown into in^Bbmfinity? ^EbmTry to grasp ^Bbmthem, but I always miss ^EbmTime goes by so fast as if It ^Bbmhardly wants to exist

^AbLet's make a ^Fmask of our ^Bbmface Of our ^Ebmhands So ^Bbmthat we ^Fcan be still For a ^Bbmwhil^Abe For a ^Bbmwhil^Abe For a ^Bbmwhil^Abe

^GbAll the many ways that You can ^Dbchoose to be alive ^EbmAll the countless steps you take Be^Bbmfore you have arrived ^EbmAll the passing faces Going ^Bbmquickly on their way ^EbmWhere are they going so quickly? And where ^Bbmyou're going, is it the same?

^AbOne moment, you're ^Fawake And ^Bbmmaking a ^Ebmsound A ^Bbmnumber a^Fsleep in your ^Bbmgrou^Abnd In your ^Bbmgrou^Abnd In your ^Bbmgrou^Abnd

Well, ^Abshall we wrap it all ^Bbmup in bows? ^AbThank you, I have all my ^Bbmthoughts to go ^AbWrapped up in a box with the ^Bbmrest of my soul To ^Ebmhide ^Abaway To ^Bbmhiiiide it ^Abaway To ^Bbmhide it ^Abaway Yeah, ^Ebhoping some^Bbmbody might ^Abfind it Yeah, ^Ebhoping some^Bbmbody might ^Abfind it Yeah, ^Ebhoping some^Bbmbody might ^Abfind it Yeah, ^Ebhoping some^Bbmbody might ^Abfind it