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G
G A7
i 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
G Em
and along the highway
C G
where the empty spirits breed
D G
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
F C G F C
and somedays i don't miss my family
G F
and somedays i do
C G Em
somedays i think i'd feel better if i tried harder
C D
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 off innumerable seeds
wild sage growing in the weeds
F C G
F C G