Passion Pit - Sleepyhead

And you s^Amaid^Em it was like f^Fire around the brim^{Am Em} Burning so^Flid burning thin the burning rim^{Am Em} Like st^Fars burning holes right through the dark^{Am Em} Flicking fi^Fre like saltwater into my eyes^{Am Em} We were one i^Fnch from the edge of this bed^{Am Em} I dragged you b^Fack, a sleepy^Amhea^Emd, ^Fsleep^Amyhe^Emad ^F

They couldn't t^Fhink of something to say the day you burst^{Am Em} With all their li^Fons, with all their might and all their thirst^{Am Em} They crowd your b^Fedroom like some thoughts wearing thin^{Am Em} Against the w^Falls, against your rules, against your skin^{Am Em} My beard grew d^Fown to the floor and out through the doors^{Am Em} Of your e^Fyes, begonia skies like a sleep^Amyhe^Emad,^F slee^Ampyh^Emead^F