Thursday - Cross out the eyes

^F Let's call this the quiet ^Dmcity Where screams are felt as a wave of s^Bbtoplights Drive through the s^Ctreets as gunshots punctuate the ^Fnight The sides we ^Dmtake divide us from ^Bbour faith And the ^Cmorning dove gets caught in the telephone ^Dmwire As^Fleep you set the ^Dmfire in ^Bbyour ^Cown ^Dmhouse^F And the night was a ^Dmknife that ^Bbcut And ^CI'm para--

--^Dmlyzed ^BbCross out the ^Dmeyes ^BbBlur all the ^Dmlines ^BbTearing this ^Ccanvas from the ^Dmwall We ^Bbcrossed out the ^Dmeyes Put ^Bblines through these ^Dmcries We ^Bbpulled all the ^Cleaves from the trees that ^Dmfall (your trees that fall your trees that fall your trees that fall your trees that fall)

^F A silent dance that we ^Dmdid into this hospital ^Bbbed Hear voices from another ^Dmroom "It happens all^F the time" but you leave in the ^Dmsand the leaves fal^Bblen counting down days to ^Clive Drain the blood from this valen^Ftine!^Bb "We^Dm can rise on the wings of ^Bbthe dove See blue s^Dmkies getting caught in the trail of all this s^Fmoke^Bb We can ^Dmrise like candles in ^Bbthe dark-yours always" ^C and an envelope marked with your new ad^Dmdress As^Fleep you set the ^Dmfire in ^Bbyour ^Cown ^Dmhouse^F And the night was a ^Dmknife that ^Bbcut And ^CI'm para--

--^Dmlyzed ^BbCross out the ^Dmeyes ^BbBlur all the ^Dmlines ^BbTearing this ^Ccanvas from the ^Dmwall We ^Bbcrossed out the ^Dmeyes Put ^Bblines through these ^Dmcries We ^Bbpulled all the ^Cleaves from the trees that ^Dmfall

^Bb(Cross out the eyes!) (Blur all the lines!) ^C(Cries!) (Repeat)

^Am your cries!!

^Am It was the first time face to face I'm crossing the line Talking to the other side of death Hearing the words that choke memories into flatlines I'm calling your name hoping for something to wash these dreams of you away Dm Bb Dm Bb Dm Bb C-- (till we die!) Dm Bb Dm Bb Dm Bb C-- (memories in flatlines!)

^{Dm Bb}Cross out the ^Dmeyes when you ^Bbsaid all ^Dmthese^{Bb C} lies ^{Dm Bb}Cross out the ^Dmeyes when you ^Bbsaid all ^Dmthese^{Bb C} lies^Gm

^FFence was blown down in a winter storm and this ^Gmfield (cross out the eyes!) S^Dmtretches out of this world into the ^Gmsound (A trace of!) ^FWhat can we do put a stop to the coming white ^Gmdays (In a love song!) I'm ^Dmhoping for something to wash C(hold) these dreams of you away (Stretches out of this world Lets drive back the dead Stretches out of this world Stretches out of this world)