Pinegrove - Phase

That night^C/E when I lifted my head up and I was see^Fing what was trembling there On the edge o^Gf my restless eyelid ^Am On the ^Ftip of the horizon's lash On the ^C/Elip of the collapsing letter In the l^Fap of the confusing moon I'm re^Gduced to an estranged il^Amlusion I'm con^Fsumed by all the shit in my room

Well then may^C/Ebe if you pick my room up Carve a ^Fpath in my moonlit floor Through the co^Glors I adorn my ^Ambody with In ^Fritual

Nowad^C/Eays I usually just get up Put on a ^Fsweater from the day before Like you ^Gsaid it's got to get ^Ambetter I wear my ^Fshadow like a uniform

I'm ^Ctorn right through^F D^Am7ivid^Cmaj9/Bed right^C i^Cmaj9/Bn two ^F

So while I ^C/Edo align my library By the ^Fcolors on the spine of my books When I'm ^Glooking for a ^Amresolution But there's ^Fwreckage everywhere I look and there's ^C/Ebrambles scratching at the window and there's ^Fsilver shining on the thorns I could've ^Gsworn the moon's sin^Amging to me Strung in a ^Fphase so strange and torn

Now the ^C/Estars look fake and strung up and the ^Fcolors on the floor are worn and the ^Ghues on my body are ^Ammuted In the ^Fshadow, my uniform

I'm ^Ctorn right through ^F D^Am7ivid^Cmaj9/Bed right^C i^Cmaj9/Bn two ^F I'm lo^Cst without ^Fusing T^Am7he b^Cmaj9/Brightest^C l^Cmaj9/Bight I kn^Few That I ^Cknew ^F Am7 Cmaj9/B C Cmaj9/B F