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Capo: 4 Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
Well, the Cpink parachutes, they come on slow And some Dmnights they just don't open at all And you Amwait on the edge of the Frise She Cgave me blue kisses on the mesa top And Dmwe were stoned and buried in the rocks And Amall those empty Fmiles Just CroDmll,Am roll Faway They CroDmll,Am roll Faway
[Verse 2]
She Cintroduced me to a Peruvian queen DmSaid the best feel of all is not feeling a thing And she Ampointed to a line in the Fstars We Csat at a piano with only white keys It Dmwent on forever and never did lead To Amnowhere and on into the Fdark Where you CroDmll,Am Froll away Where you CroDmll,Am Froll away
[Instrumental] C Dm Am F C Dm Am F [Outro]
And Dmoh, it's been a long time coming Amhome With that red moon sinking Flow I say so Clong You Dmknow, before that morning Amcomes Just shine that crooked Fsun I'll be Cgone
[Instrumental] Dm Am F C Dm Am F C Dm Am F C (Hold C) C Dm Am F C Dm Am F C Dm Am F C Dm Am F (Repeat intrumental as long as you like)