Blind Pilot - Paint or pollen
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Capo II
Intro: F Em Gm F F G F X 2
Fdon't move an inEmch
Gmlisten for a sinFging
hitting in your bFones like they were forGts F
Fif you hear what I heEmar
Gmdon't just sit thFere
we are only strumming waFter
on this most uGnlikely couFrt
(Same chords continue)
you got blown shore to shore
not quite sailing
riding on the trade winds of age
things blow in
don't just cast them
say it now, what you want to stay
I was once on a long boat
star mapping the night roots
lightening the load
just in case
but things float in to be taken
if you don't know by now what will stay
Fso don't move an inch
don't move a siEmngle second
until the shFade behind your thoughts is not confuseGd
because I felt yoFur inch
I know the sceEmnt as well as any
clot in your guaFrd
and all paints or pollen
brick in your moGrtar
petals to soaking
on the crFacks
thicker or finer
milk in your wGater
black in your primer
wood in your bruFsh
now I am your cloth
whatever you waGnt
the best is upon us
Fits a finicky muse
with only potentGial
F-Em
to choose
F-Em
to choose
F-Em until the end
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-Matt L.