Trey Anastasio - Just a touch
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Tuning: E A D G B E
I’m smiliDng (but I don’t know how to laugh)
I’m half Bmbaked (but I’ve forgotten which half)
I’m wrappDed up (but all I have is loose ends)
I’m frienBmdly (but I can’t find my friends)
I’m laughDing (but I don’t know how to smile)
I’m frayiBmng (but I been here for awhile)
I’m drifDting (cuz I don’t know where to go)
I’m friBmendly (but my friends will never know)
My pGhone runs on diesel my car runs on lies F#/D
My homeG sits on asphalt between railroad ties F#/D
From ouEmt of the darkness you reach out youGr hand
In silenAce I thought that I’d understand
Perhaps jDust a touch might be enough
Perhaps iBmf you heard just the right word
Perhaps Djust a touch might be enoBmugh
Perhaps jDust a touch might be enough
PerhapsBm if you heard just the right word
PerhapsD just a touch might be enough Bm
I’mD caught up (in all the things that I’ve learned)
I’m Bmall wet (but still afraid of being burned)
I’m Dsmiling (but I don’t know how to laugh)
I’m Bmhalf baked (but I’ve forgotten what half)
My pGhone runs on diesel my car runs on lies F#/D
My homeG sits on asphalt between railroad ties F#/D
From ouEmt of the darkness you reach out youGr hand
In silenAce I thought that I’d understand
Perhaps jDust a touch might be enough
Perhaps iBmf you heard just the right word
Perhaps Djust a touch might be enoBmugh
Perhaps jDust a touch might be enough
PerhapsBm if you heard just the right word
PerhapsD just a touch might be enough Bm
Perhaps jDust a touch might be enough
PerhapsBm if you heard just the right word
PerhapsD just a touch might be enough Bm
My pGhone runs on diesel my car runs on lies F#/D
My homeG sits on asphalt between railroad ties F#/D
From ouEmt of the darkness you reach out youGr hand
In silenAce I thought that I’d understand
My pGhone runs on diesel my car runs on lies F#/D
(But I’ve forgotten which half)
My pGhone runs on diesel my car runs on lies F#/D
(I’m half baked but I forgotten which half)
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