Ben Gibbard - Couches in alleys

^EmHey Jack it's me, I don'^Ct mean to bother you but som^Gethings been on my ^Dmind. At the ^Emend of this road that ^Cclimbs the horizon will be ^Greached in a matter of mile^Ds. And when the ^Emwheels cease to spin the ^Cwalls and the fences will grow ^Ghigher than redwood tr^Dees. And I ^Eknow your demise. And I f^Cear what will happen when the r^Goad fails to flow under me.^D To flow under ^Emme

^Em Oh Jack you see, I ^Cfelt like your mirror with the ^Gwind whipping through my ^Dhair. When the ^Emwheels ceased to spin and I ^Ccased my surroundings, I realiz^Ged I hadn't gone anywh^Dere.

When the ^Emproblems I'd left with ^Ccouches in alleys, where ^Gno one would ever clai^Dm. And the ^Emhardest part was s^Cifting through the pieces of the ^Grain soaked and rotten remains^D when I got h^Emome.

^EmHey Jack its me I do^Cnt mean to bother you but ^Gsomethings been on my m^Dind (x3)