Ben Gibbard - Broken Yolk In Western Sky INTRO: G Broken yolk in western sky

My ^Dstomach turned, my mouth went dry__^C_ ^Am And I knew I'd ^Gnever know fear be^Dfore

I ^Gpressed my palms into the seat With ^Done last look at you next to me__^C_ ^Am I kicked ^Gopen the sliding ^Ddoor

CHORUS:

And I ^Cthrew myself out on the ^Groad ^CTorn flesh and broken ^Gbones And in the ^Emshoulder's patchy ^Agrass I ^Cfaded into your p^Gast

I know it was a cowardly thing to do

And that an ^Dexplanation is not an excuse__^C_ ^Am I just ^Gneed you to under^Dstand

My ^Glove is like some kind of greed Of ^Dequal portions 'want' and 'need__^C_' ^Am And I ^Gcannot divorce the ^Dtwo

CHORUS:

But I ^Ccould not sleep at ^Gall With all the ^Crumble strip close ^Gcalls In the ^Emgravel and scattered ^Atrash I ^Cfaded into your p^Gast ^Em

BRIDGE:

When you think ^Gtwice You a^Amrrive at the same con^Cclusions ^Em And it's bad ad^Gvice ^DOnly if you ^Cuse it

INSTRUMENTAL: G D C Am G D C Am G CHORUS:

And then you ^Cdisappeared from ^Gview And you be^Ccame somebody ^Gnew Near the ^Emexit's over^Apass I ^Cfaded into your ^Gpast Yes, I ^Cfaded into your ^Gpast Yes, I ^Cfaded into your ^Gpast

Ben Gibbard - Broken yolk in western sky