"June on the West Coast" by Bright Eyes Album: Letting off the Happiness www.saddle-creek.com tabbed by: ~JP~ play below fast: e-------| b-3333--| gâ"4220-- dâ"0000-- a-------| E-------| [strike E string (*boom*) then upper G B E strings (*strum*)]

^GI spent a week drinking the sunlight of Winnetka, California Where they understand the weight of human hearts You see, sorrow gets too heavy and joy it tends to hold you With the fear that it eventually departs

And the^C truth is Iâve^D been dreaming of^G some tired tran^Emquil place Where the ^Cweather wonât^D get trapped insid^Ge my bones And if ^Call the years of ^Dsearching find one ^Gsympathetic ^Emface Then it's ^Cthere I'll ^Dplant these seeds and make my ^Ghome

^GI spent a day dreaming of dying in Mesa, Arizona Where all the green of life had turned to ash And I felt I was on fire, with the things I could have told you I just assumed that you eventually would ask

And I ^Cwouldnât have^D to bring up my ^Gso badly brok^Emen heart And ^Call those months I ^Djust wanted to ^Gsleep And though ^Cspring, it did come ^Dslowly; I ^Gguess it did its ^Empart My heart has ^Cthawed and ^Dcontinues to ^Gbeat

^GAnd I visited my brother on the outskirts of Olympia Where the forest and the water become one And we talked about our childhood Like a dream we were convinced of That perfect, peaceful street that we came from

And I ^Cknow he heard me ^Dstrumming all those ^Gsad and simple ^Emchords As I ^Csat inside my ^Droom so long ^Gago And it ^Churts that ^Dheâs s^Gtill shaking from those secrets that ^Emwere told By a ^Ccar closed up too ^Dtight and a heart turned ^Gcold

[MUTE ALL STINGS] And I went to San Diego, and the birthplace of the summer And watched the ocean dance under the moon There was a girl I knew there, one more potential lover I guess that somethingâs gotta happen soon

Cause I ^Cknow I canât ^Dkeep living in ^Gthis dead or d^Emying dream As I ^Cwalked along the ^Dbeach and drank with ^Gher I thought ^Cabout my ^Dtrue love, the ^Gone I really ^Emneed With ^Ceyes that burn so ^Dbright, they make me ^Gpure

^GThey make me pure, they make me pure I ^Clong to ^Dbe with ^Gyou ^GThey make me pure, they make me pure And I ^Clong to ^D/Abe with ^Gyou

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Bright Eyes - June on the west coast