Gm
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F
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Dm
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C
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Gm
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F
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Dm
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C
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Am7
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Repeat main riff twice for each
line of the verses:
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D
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D
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C
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C
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G/B
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G/B
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Bb
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C
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In the white room with black
curtains near the station.
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Blackroof country, no gold
pavements, tired starlings.
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Silver horses ran down moonbeams
in your dark eyes.
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Dawnlight smiles on you leaving,
my contentment.
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C
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G
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Bb
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A
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I'll
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wait in this
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place where the
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sun never
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shines;
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C
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G
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Bb
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C
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D
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Wait in this
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place where the
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shadows
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run from
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themselves.
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You said no strings could secure
you at the station.
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Platform ticket, restless diesels,
goodbye windows.
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I walked into such a sad time at
the station.
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As I walked out, felt my own need
just beginning.
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C
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G
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Bb
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A
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I'll
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wait in the
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queue when the
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trains come
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back;
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C
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G
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Bb
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C
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D
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Lie with
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you where the
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shadows
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run from
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themselves.
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Gm
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F
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Dm
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C
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Gm
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F
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Dm
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C
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Am7
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At the party she was kindness in
the hard crowd.
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Consolation for the old wound now
forgotten.
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Yellow tigers crouched in jungles
in her dark eyes.
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She's just dressing, goodbye
windows, tired starlings.
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C
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G
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Bb
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A
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I'll
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sleep in this
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place with the
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lonely
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crowd;
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C
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G
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Bb
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C
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D
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Lie in the
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dark where the
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shadows
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run from
|
themselves.
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Gm
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F
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Dm
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C
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Gm
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F
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Dm
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C
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Am7
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Solo on Verse
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