Dm Gm
memory comes when memory's old
Am F
I am never the first to know
Dm Gm
following this stream up north
Am F
where do people like us float
Dm Gm
there is room in my lap
Am F
for bruises asses handclaps
Dm Gm
i will never disappear
Am F
for forever i'll be here
Em
whispering
Am F Dm Gm
morning keep the streets empty for me
Dm Am Gm F
morning keep the streets empty for me
Dm Gm
I'm laying down eating snow
Am F
my fur is hot my tongue is cold
Dm Gm
on a bed of spider web
Am F
I think of how to change myself
Dm Gm
a lot of hope in one man tent
Am F
there's no room for innocence
Dm Gm
so take me home before the storm
Am F
velvet mites will keep us warm
Em
whispering
Am F Dm Gm
morning keep the streets empty for me
Dm A Gm F
morning keep the streets empty for me
Instrumental
Em
whispering
Am F Dm Gm
morning keep the streets empty for me
Dm Am Gm F
morning keep the streets empty for me
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Gm F
uncover our heads and reveal our souls
Dm Am
we were hungry before we were born
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