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LEVERS AND GEARS Capo 2nd fret A F#m A E
AYou see I've this friend Who doesn't exist HeF#m takes strides all in time
With the watch on his wrist
AnDd IE onlyF#m speaEk 'Acos he compels me to It's much like the voice That lives in my sleep Painting Xes on dreams That I'd like to keep But I'd rather not mention that they all feature you
A F#m E E CHORUS:
DMaybeE I'm noF#mt right between my ears DBut crazyE's juAst crazF#my, so it makes me not an ounce less sincere DBut I've Egot a notion that you're this way too ASo let's F#mbe together in a white padded room And Bmmake lovDely macEhines of our twisted up levers and gears
A F#m A E Sometimes I send letters From my fireplace Yeah, I set them aglow Watch them burn into space As they float softly away from me They're all addressed To the blackest of skies And I ask them to pour On all but you and I So we'd huddle dry underneath the same tree CHORUS A F#m
DBut my soul's got a voice AAnd a black telephone DAnd it calls me at night EWhen I am alone C#mAnd it's rantBming and Eraving in languages I can't speak DBut if everyone thought AAll their thoughts right aloud DWould we all be locked up EAnd never let out? C#mI'm conBmvincedE it's not only me
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