Misc Unsigned Bands - Ryan cassata - soda cans

^FI can see soda cans, ^FClanking off the back of our hippie van, ^AmDriving to our log cabin house on the bay. ^{G F}I can see us sitting there, ^FRosy cheeks and long brown hair, ^AmCollecting characters as they sway. ^G

^FAnd where are you now, ^FWhen I'm dreaming all this out? ^AmDoes distance make the heart grow founder, ^GOr does it make it wander…Around, ^{F F}You can't promise this won't tear me down. ^AmYou can hear me shout it out, ^GWell I hold a heart of

^F…Doubt, ^FI doubt that loves real anyway, ^FLove, Love, ^FWell you can hear me say...

^AmIt's tearing me down ^{G F}Well hold the ring boy, ^GLove will make you drown.

^FI can see children, ^FClinging to our knees cause where the ones they need. ^AmAnd grandma and grandpa wouldn't know. ^{G F}I can see them growing up, ^FDrinking up and throwing up, ^AmBecoming wild gypsies like we. ^G

^FAnd where are you now, ^FWhen I'm dreaming all this out? ^AmDoes distance make the heart grow founder, ^GOr does it make it wander…Around, ^{F F}You can't promise this won't tear me down. ^AmYou can hear me shout it out, ^GWell I hold a heart of

^F…Doubt, ^FI doubt that loves real anyway, ^FLove, Love, ^FWell you can hear me say...

^AmIt's tearing me down ^{G F}Well hold the ring boy, ^GLove will make you drown. ^F

^AmIt's tearing me down ^{G F}Well hold the ring boy, ^GLove will make you drown.

^FCan you tell me if this distance, Makes loves to hard of a mission? ^FSuspicion is brewing, I'm wishing and fishing, ^AmAnd thinking of a way, to get me out, ^GGame over angel, well here's a man down. ^FBut oh wait, can you tell if these feelings that I feel, ^FAre useless or witty, or maybe they are real. ^AmI can't find a true answer in my head, ^GAnd I'm prancing around at the end!

^FI can see soda cans, ^FClanking off the back of our hippie van, ^AmDriving to our log cabin house on the bay. ^{G F}I can see us sitting there, ^FRosy cheeks and long brown hair, ^AmCollecting characters as they sway. ^G

^AmBut It's tearing me d^Gown ^FWell hold the ring boy, ^GLove will make you ^AmIt's tearing me down ^{G F}Well hold the ring boy, ^GLove will make you ^FDrown