Gregory Alan Isakov - Caves

^C#mYou go ahe^G#ad ^AThere’s something I fo^Ergot ^C#mWalk slow and I’ll catch^G# up ^ALet’s hear the stars do their^E talking

^C#mI used to love ^G#Mcaves ^AStumble out into that pink ^Esky ^C#mRemember that bright hollow ^G#moon ^AIt showed our insides on our ou^Etsides

^C#mThis town c^G#loses down the ^Asame time ev^Eeryday ^C#mPut out the smoke in your mi^G#nd ^ALet’s put all these words aw^Eay ^ALet’s put all these words aw^Eay

^C#mNow I think I like bir^G#ds ^ASee them fly from St. P^Eaul ^C#mAnd I go running when the night a^G#ches ^AI hear her every time she cal^Els

^C#mDid I hear something bre^G#ak ^AWas that your heart or my h^Eeart ^C#mLike when the earth shake^G#s ^AThen the silence that fol^Elows

^C#mThis town cl^G#oses down the^A same time e^Every day ^C#mPut out the smoke in your m^G#ind ^ALet’s put all these words aw^Eay ^ALet’s put all these words aw^Eay ^ALet’s put all these words aw^Eay

^ALet’s put all these words aw^Eay