Biography:
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
intro:
C, Em, Am, F,
Verse 1:
C Em
Milemarker twenty-seven says we’re on the way to Heaven
Am F
And I smile at the passenger seat
C
Forty miles from Chicago
Em
There is snow on the windshield
Am F
And you’re downtown dragging your feet
C Em
Now I’m circling the block around Union Central Station
Am F
And there are bullets flying into the car
C Em
It’s the same as it’s always been
Am F
It’s the same as it’s always been
C
Two-hundred miles from Chicago
Em
There is blood on the windshield
Am F
And I am reeling as you gather your things
C
I said I don’t know what to do anymore
Em
As if I knew what to do before
Am F
I can f ck up almost anything
Chorus 1:
C Em Am F
I don’t think that I would exactly call it love
C Em
But it’s dripping down my consciousness
Am F
Miss you’re slipping down my lungs
Verse 2:
C Em
I want to build you a protest out of sticks and rocks
Am F
I find in the backyard behind the house you grew up in
C Em
In loving memory of all our nonconformity
C Em
I want to sing you a signal that reaches only the ears
Am F
Of young disenfranchised straight white boys
C Em
Because that would feel normal
Am F
and none of this does
Chorus 2:
C Em Am F
I don’t think that I would exactly call it love
C Em
But it’s dripping down my consciousness
Am F
As you’re slipping down my lungs
C Em Am F
So save it for a rainy day and maybe then you’ll see
C Em Am F
That I am like the earth old man there’s no way around me
C
But even in my dreams
Em
I still don’t know the difference between
Am F
What it is I want and what it is I need
C
I wanna see you be brave
Em
I wanna see you surviving
Am
I wanna see both of us
F
Prospering and thriving separately
C Em
I want the catharsis of knowing
Am F
Something bad’s about to happen
C Em Am F
But also knowing that I can’t do anything about it
C Em
Because your new house just don’t shut
Am F
Quite like the one you grew up in used to
C Em
I wanna come and visit
Am F C
I wanna see this through but
Em Am F
I never will because you’re just not what I need
C Em
And I am just not what you want
Am F
Though you’re in everyone I meet and
C Em
We’ll say fuck the banks but we’ll still use them every day
Am
And when we fight amongst ourselves
F
The banks will say Okay
C Em Am F
Have you been spending all your capital on causes you deem just You keep
C Em Am F
doing what you can we’ll keep doing what we must
C Em
So despite what you have learned
Am F
In songs for which you’d take a bullet
C Em
You won’t find objective truth
Am F
In a final rhyming couplet
C Em Am F
A couplet, a couplet, a coupleeeeeeeeeeet...
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