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Capo: 2
The Shins
A Comet Appears
Wincing the Night Away
Capo 2
v1
COneC/B hand on C/Athis wiC/Bly comet
CTakC/Be a driC/Ank justC/G to give me some weight
CSomC/Be ubeC/Arman I C/Gwould make Fup, baGrely a vapor
They shone a chlorine light on
A host of individual sins
Let's carve my aging face off
GFetch usC a kniGfe, sCtart with my eyes,
GDowCn so the Flines form a Ggrimacing smile
v2
Close your eyes to coral the virtues
Is this fooling anyone else
Never worked so long and hard to cement a failure
We can blow on our thumbs and posture
But the loneliest is delicate things
The wind from a wasp could blow them
Into the sea, with stones on their feet
Lost to the light and the loving we need.
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AmStenEmcil carvAmed since you've come
ThEme worst Gpart and you know it
AmThere iEms a nuAmmbness
InEm your Gheart and its growing
v3
With burnt sage and a forest of bygones
I click my heals get the devils in line
A list of thing I could lay the blame on that give me a way out
But with each scent it is front and center
Like a dot stuck square in your eye
Every post you can hitch your faith on is
A pie in the sky, chock full of lies
A tool we devise to make sinking stones fly