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andrewl created
tabs:wild_sage [2015/09/26 11:27]
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 +G
  
-leave the house as soon as it gets light outside+G                                     A7 
 +leave the house as soon as it gets light outside 
 +C               G 
 +Like a prisoner breaking out of jail 
 +G                            A7 
 +And I steal down to business 15-501 
 +C                   G 
 +Like I had a bounty hunter on my tail 
 +              D  
 +And somebody stops to pick me up 
 +        C 
 +But he drops me off just down the block
  
-like a prisoner breaking out of jail+                  G      Em 
 +And along the highway 
 +                       G 
 +Where the empty spirits breed 
 +                        G 
 +Wild sage growing in the weeds
  
-and i steal down to business 15-501+Walk down the soft shoulder and I count my steps 
 +Headed vaguely eastward, sun in my eyes 
 +And I lose my footing and I skin my hands breaking my fall 
 +And I laugh to myself and look up at the skies 
 +And then I think I hear angels in my ears 
 +Like marbles being thrown against a mirror
  
-like i had a bounty hunter on my tail+And along the highway 
 +Where unlucky stray dogs bleed 
 +Wild sage growing in the weeds
  
 +F        C                              F        C
 +And somedays I don't miss my family
 +                G       F
 +And somedays I do
 +                                         Em
 +Somedays I think I'd feel better if I tried harder
 +C                          D7
 +Most days I know it's not true
  
 +I lay down right where I felt cold grass in my face
 +And I hear the traffic like the rhythm of the tides
 +And I stare at the scrape on the heel of my hand
 +Till it doesn't sting so much and until the blood's dried
 +And when somebody asks if I'm okay
 +I don't know what to say
  
-and somebody stops to pick me up+And along the highway 
 +From cast off innumerable seeds 
 +Wild sage growing in the weeds
  
-but he drops me off just down the block +F     G 
- +F     G
-and along the highway +
- +
-where the empty spirits breed +
- +
-wild sage growing in the weeds +
- +
- +
- +
-walk down the soft shoulder and i count my steps +
- +
-headed vaguely eastward, sun in my eyes +
- +
-and i lose my footing and i skin my hands breaking my fall +
- +
-and i laugh to myself and look up at the skies +
- +
- +
- +
-and then i think i hear angels in my ears +
- +
-like marbles being thrown against a mirror +
- +
-and along the highway +
- +
-where unlucky stray dogs bleed +
- +
-wild sage growing in the weeds +
- +
- +
- +
-and somedays i don't miss my family +
- +
-and somedays i do +
- +
-somedays i think i'd feel better if i tried harder +
- +
-most days i know it's not true +
- +
- +
- +
-i lay down right where i felt cold grass in my face +
- +
-and i hear the traffic like the rhythm of the tides +
- +
-and i stare at the scrape on the heel of my hand +
- +
-til it doesn't sting so much and until the blood's dried +
- +
- +
- +
-and when somebody asks if i'm ok +
- +
-i don't know what to say +
- +
-and along the highway +
- +
-from cast innumerable seeds +
- +
-wild sage growing in the weeds+
  
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