Frontier Ruckus - Epiphanies and revelations

^GEpiphanies or ^B7revelations Too ^Emtired to label The ^Cfix ^Gto y^Amour situation^{F D} Ah, but ^Gyou saw the sky ^B7Today and tomorrow You ^Emlove me when I’m gone But ^Cdon’t ^Gyou ^AmRun off too far, though It’s ^Fnice to ^DHave someone to miss

^GSurprise me ^Conce, ^Gshow me you ^Dknow me If ^GI was mist^Caken, ^EmI’m so^Drry G C Em D D

^GI ain’t looking to last Where ^B7the sidewalk fixtures’ ^EmShadows are cast As ^Crose^Gbush ^Amsongs paint me pictures ^FSuch sterling mixtures of g^Dlory Well ^GI just want a love that will ^B7stay when I turn My ^Emback to Saint Lawrence, to ^Csee ^Gwhat ^AmTorrents I can burn So ^Fmy love will learn that I ^Dlove her

^GSurprise me ^Conce, ^Gshow me you ^Dknow me If ^GI was mist^Caken, ^EmI’m ^Dsorry G C Em D D

At the ^Gbottom of Dollar ^B7Lake is an old truck And the ^Emboards from the bar where ^Cmy folks first ^Ggot drunk And ^Amall kinds of litter that ^Fflickered and then sunk To the ^Dshallows of our town’s lagoon Where I say “^GHow could you love me When ^B7I am so frightened By the ^Emphantoms of my mind and ^Chow they are ^Gtightened Ar^Amound all that I find in t^Fhis world that’s brightened By a ^Dmagic so tragic each day?” Aw, but ^Glove don’t exist neath the ^B7realest of coffins And ^Emreal ain’t a place that we’ll ^Chave to dwell ^Goften ^AmEpiphanies will ^Ftumble and soften till ^DLove’s all that’s left to be found

^GSurprise me ^Conce, ^Gshow me you ^Dknow me If ^GI was mis^Ctaken, ^EmI’m ^Dsorry G C Em D D

It’s the ^Gepitomes of ^B7revelations Yo^Emu’ll all choose the latter But ^Cbe so much ^Ggladder ^AmWith your salv^Fation in the ^Dsand And the ^Gfear of sincerity ^B7is a disgrace The ^Emshadows of your mind should ^Cnot take the ^Gplace When ^Amthe turquoise that you find is ^Fthe kind of trace That ^Dbinds to the ^Emskin In^Cside and wi^Dthin The ^Clight that shines behind ^G/Byour face ^Am

^GOur heads are ^Cdead in the ^Gdread of to^Dmorrow And ^Gwhen the sky ^Cclears our ^Emfears will be ^Dhollow Your ^Gsuburbs are ^Cseasons d^Emarkening and s^Dullen The ^Gharbors are f^Cleeting, the ^Emwaters are ^Dswollen The ^Gtheater’s eru^Cpting, the m^Emidway is ^Dcaving The ^Gstreets all co^Cnnect in a ^Emway that needs ^Dsaving The ^Gparking lot ^Ctrees are ^Embending and r^Dotten And ^Gso you are ^Ctoo for the ^Emlove that you’ve ^A7gotten And ^A7forgotten ^GEpipha^Cnies ^A7You’ve forgotten