Biography:
Chris Pureka is an American acoustic singer-songwriter from Northampton, Massachusetts.
Raised in Connecticut, Pureka is said to have begun writing songs at the age of eight; by 16 she was playing the guitar. Following performances at local coffee houses and open mics, she began opening shows for such artists as Erin McKeown and Pamela Means while completing a degree in biology at Wesleyan University. After graduating, she worked in a microbiology research lab at Smith College in Northampton, eventually leaving to focus on her music full-time.
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[Intro]
F#m
[Verse 1]
D A E F#m
Dry the flowers, file the sheet-music
D A E F#m
Save me for the fire
D A E F#m
I spent the day forgetting
D F#m E F#m
The dream that woke me up
[Verse 2]
D A
The garden is empty
E F#m
And I still remember why
D A E F#m
I'm so reluctant to start it again
D A
Eternal November
E F#m D E A F#m
Shines through the marrow of me
[[Verse 3]
D A E F#m
I never was a very good fighter
D A E F#m
They started me young
D A E F#m
You always were the very best lover
D A E F#m
That I couldn't love
[Verse 4]
D A E F#m
The years they will make you a pretty good runner
D A E F#m
Yeah I've been running around all of this time
D A E F#m
Shot in the dark, down in the shadows
D A E F#m
Waiting for when
D A E F#m D A E F#m
Yeah just waiting for when ....the coast is clear
[Bridge]
D
You were running around so you'd never remember this
F#m E D
Fear lights a fire under you
D
And all you leave behind are the smoke and the ashes
F#m E D
A trail of grey and blue
[Instrumental]
F#m D A E A
F#m D A E F#m
[Verse 5]
D A E F#m
Blame me dear for any disaster
D A E F#m
Oh how the kerosene ran dry
D A E F#m
And we made our bed in that familiar graveyard
D A E F#m
Between the sternum and the spine
[Verse 6]
D A E F#m
Oh darling I think that all of the answers
D A E F#m
Went south on the backs of those grey winged birds
D A
Or slipped through our fingers
E F#m
While we were sleeping
D A E F#m
Waiting for when
D A E F#m D A E F#m
Yeah just waiting for when.... the coast is clear
[Verse 7]
D A E F#m
Along the way the light is the medicine
D A E F#m
Along the way we search for the sun
D A E F#m
To call us down the dark corridor
D A E F#m
Back into the world
F#m
[Verse 1]
D A E F#m
Dry the flowers, file the sheet-music
D A E F#m
Save me for the fire
D A E F#m
I spent the day forgetting
D F#m E F#m
The dream that woke me up
[Verse 2]
D A
The garden is empty
E F#m
And I still remember why
D A E F#m
I'm so reluctant to start it again
D A
Eternal November
E F#m D E A F#m
Shines through the marrow of me
[[Verse 3]
D A E F#m
I never was a very good fighter
D A E F#m
They started me young
D A E F#m
You always were the very best lover
D A E F#m
That I couldn't love
[Verse 4]
D A E F#m
The years they will make you a pretty good runner
D A E F#m
Yeah I've been running around all of this time
D A E F#m
Shot in the dark, down in the shadows
D A E F#m
Waiting for when
D A E F#m D A E F#m
Yeah just waiting for when ....the coast is clear
[Bridge]
D
You were running around so you'd never remember this
F#m E D
Fear lights a fire under you
D
And all you leave behind are the smoke and the ashes
F#m E D
A trail of grey and blue
[Instrumental]
F#m D A E A
F#m D A E F#m
[Verse 5]
D A E F#m
Blame me dear for any disaster
D A E F#m
Oh how the kerosene ran dry
D A E F#m
And we made our bed in that familiar graveyard
D A E F#m
Between the sternum and the spine
[Verse 6]
D A E F#m
Oh darling I think that all of the answers
D A E F#m
Went south on the backs of those grey winged birds
D A
Or slipped through our fingers
E F#m
While we were sleeping
D A E F#m
Waiting for when
D A E F#m D A E F#m
Yeah just waiting for when.... the coast is clear
[Verse 7]
D A E F#m
Along the way the light is the medicine
D A E F#m
Along the way we search for the sun
D A E F#m
To call us down the dark corridor
D A E F#m
Back into the world
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