Mgmt - Siberian breaks

^AmSleep as the ^Cmaj7goer ^Amthe bridge that watches the ^Cmaj7light speed thru ^A#mand cries while the ^Cmspirit stumbles ^A#mand inside missile for the p^Cmrotection of yo^Amaj7u

^Ammaybe it's ^Cmaj7siletn ^Amthe voice can't bear ^Cmaj7anymore strain ^A#mbut speak without ^Cmeven knowing ^A#mand streams outside ^Cmin the direction of truth

^Gmthere's no ^Creason there's no ^Dmsecret to decode ^Gmif you can't ^Csave it, leave it ^Dmdying on the r^Goad ^Gmwide open a^Crms can feel so co^Dmld ^Cso cold feel so ^Emcold ^F#

^Asus4the disappointed look on the ^F#mfaces that squint at the ^Emoon let's ^C#msee it with shadows ^Bmenhance and then ^C#mvote to decide ^Dwho'll advance ^Asus4silver jet plane, making a turn exciting the brain that ^F#mexpects it to crash and then ^Eburn it's not ^C#mthe life lesson I'd'^Bmve guessed if you're ^C#mconscious you must be ^Ddepressed ^Asus4or at least cynical ^C#m but ^Emsomeone might still eat the steaks ^F#even if they're tough ^Dspending the day ^C#mchewing the fat ^Bmfloating away isn't ^Eroguh but it's not ^Asus4enough ^Asus4oh marianne, pass me the joint the sandpaper's tan ^F#mgo-getters are surfing the p^Eoint and ^C#mlondon's a cratch ^Bmon the lens it's ^C#mover before it ^Dbegins ^Asus4silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders the older I get, the m^Fmore I suspect there's a ^Etrick but ^C#mreally there's no trip at ^Bmall that ^C#mdoesn't result in a ^Dfall or a ^Asus4faltering ^C#m but ^Emsomething might spit out the bait ^F#even if it's real ^Drolling away ^C#mmissing a spoke ^Bmclose to the ground like a ^Ewheel but it's not ^Asus4enough ^{C#m D}holding the line ^C#mclutching the phone ^Bmnobly wasting the ^Enight, but it isn't ^Asus4right it's not right ^{F# D}smelling for blood ^C#mpraying for rain ^Bmrunning away isn't ^Erough, but it's not ^Asus4enough

^D#the low tide is ^Gmtelling me, when it's ^Cmover, ^{Fm Cm A#}to breathe in ^Dmeverything ^Gmexposed ^D#and comes back to ^Gmcover me in a ^Cmblanket ^{Fm Cm A#}being here's ^Dmalways changing ^Gmtunes

^Dmthe empty ^G7sky surrounds me but ^Ami can't see at ^Am/Gall ^{Em A7 Dm}wide open ^G7arms can feel so ^Amcold ^{Am/G Em A7 Dm}and you can ^G7sit beside me and ^Amtell me what it's w^Am/Gorth ^{Em A7 Dm}but I hope I ^G7die before i get ^Amsold ^{Am/G Em A7 Dm}I hope I die ^G7before I get ^Amsold ^{Am/G Em A7 Dm}I'd rather ^G7die before I get ^Amsold ^{Am/G Em A7}

if ^Dmyou find the ^Csoul that you ^Glost ^Efrozen in a^Am starry void ^Dmtake it ^Cwithin and hope the ^Gsight of blood can will signs of ^Cmaj7life to return ^Dmback to the ^Cway that it ^Gwas ^Elong before it ^Ammade a noise ^Dmto keep on ^Cquietly ^Greminding you what's never ^Cma7created or destroyed

^Amwake as the ^Cmaj7swell peaks the ^Amclose-outs drowning the ^Cmaj7birds with roars ^A#mand howls scare the ^Cmnew unkindness that ^A#mpicks and laughs^Cm at the carrion ^Amaj7scene

^Amforces you ^Cmaj7see breath can ^Amalways go into ^Cmaj7hiding ^A#mand wait 'til it ^Cmpasses over ^A#mor stay far gone for all ^Cmeternity