Freelance Whales - Broken horse

^AmOctober's got those^C orange eyes But ^Gsomehow I ^Fstill lost sight ^AmWhen you lifted the ^Clid off of my ^Gpumpkin head And ^Fkissed me goodnight ^AmShould it be a ^Cthorn in my side We ^Gnever quite ^Fbroke that horse ^AmShe slept in the ^Ccul-de-sac right ^GSeven miles from ^Fmy front porch

^AmBundle up and ^Ccome with me now ^GDown the road where to the ^Fburnt down barn ^AmWe could make a ^Cblanket of coats And ^Gbreathe our souls into the ^Fneighbor s front lawn ^AmBut oh god that ^Clook in your eye ^GTrouble that does ^Fnot search words ^AmIt sprung from the ^Cbiblical vine And are ^Gwaiting to re^Fturn to the dirt

The s^Amtitches in your ^Cwinter clothes Your ^Gcello bows We ^Fstole your hair to make them We're s^Amorry for the ^Ciron shoes We ^Gnailed to you And ^Fstuck you in the rain And then ^Amyou sprinted aw^Cay Sprinted aw^Gay to where I don't^F know ^AmGod's moving in your ^Cbloodstream Where the ^Gcross beats aren't so ^Fslow

^AmYou swept all the ^Cred from my cheeks I ^Gdidn't hear you ^Fcome back inside ^AmAnd light up the ^Cgas in the den And ^Gstand there in the ^Fthin winter light ^AmBut oh god that ^Ccurve in your spine A ^Gquestion mark A doc^Ftor sign ^Amwas framed by the ^Cwindowsill And you ^Gsaw something I ^Fdid not end that night You ^Amsaw something I ^Cdid not end that night G F

The s^Amtitches in your ^Cwinter clothes Your ^Gcello bows We ^Fstole your hair to make them We're s^Amorry for the ^Ciron shoes We ^Gnailed to you And ^Fstuck you in the rain And then ^Amyou sprinted aw^Cay Sprinted aw^Gay to where I don't^F know ^AmGod's moving in your ^Cbloodstream Where the ^Gcross beats aren't so ^Fslow ^AmGod's moving in your ^Cbloodstream Where the ^Gcross beats aren't so ^Fslow ^AmGod's moving in your ^Cbloodstream Where the ^Gcross beats aren't so ^Fslow ^AmGod's moving in your ^Cbloodstream Where the ^Gcross beats aren't so ^Fslow ^AmGod's moving in your ^Cbloodstream Where the ^Gcross beats aren't so ^Fslow