Hippo Campus - Epitaph

I'm ^Adying and afraid The colors of this ^Dsound like a shape The feast of words you ^C#mnever could say And I'm torn a^Dpart In the ^Asun, there is red The epitaph of an ^Dold record player The sweetness in the ^C#msalt of her hair And there's no de^Dcision ^D6

I knew a g^Airl once There were splinters from her ^Dmaj7thoughts Unless you knew a ^C#mgod With kindness in her ^Dmaj7heart You're a ^Adark one With a knack for pushing ^Dboys off a cliff And the messy eyes of ^C#mink-splattered fits And it's all found in a ^Dpage

^AI need nothing more than my problems Just let me know when you've found the^Dm ^AYou've got mirth and I've got snow hands Eyes fell and haven't come up sin^Dce ^C#mMary ^E Damn, you ^Dscare me Oh ^C#mMary ^{E D}

^AI know a place out be^Eyond these pines Where the sky falls down with the ^Dcumulus cries A ^Awinter song for a ^EJanuary type

I could ^Dblind my eyes The ^Ariver is an organ And the ^Emeadow is a church

That ^Dfortune is a curse I'm a ^Ecryptic writer

I'm a ^Apoor excuse for poetry ^DTrying to play it cool I'm just ^Dmtrying to play it cool

Just let me know when you've found the^Dmaj7m ^A9You've got tact and I've got bravado I'm a ghost and you are a sha^Dmaj7dow ^A9I need nothing more than my problems Just let me know when you've found the^Dmaj7m ^A9You've got mirth and I've got snow hands Eyes fell and haven't come up si^Dmaj7nce

^C#mMary ^E Dare me, s^Dmaj7care me Oh ^C#mMary ^{E Dmaj7 A}