Tabbed by Alex Glasnovic (Gray.Fox@Gmail.com)
Intro: A D-A A E-A (x2) A D-A when the sky was the color of cream, A E-A and you started leaving messages on my answering machine A D-A telling me that you were way across town and A E-A would be home in a night or two. D A i started keeping track of my losses. D A there were only one or two i couldn't cover. D A and up there against the milk while sky i saw E A fleeting vestiges of you. D the way you vanished gradually A has made a bitter man of me. E and the way you vanished gradually, A has made a bitter man of me. INTRO A D-A where the ocean cleaves the rocks real clean. A E-A i dropped my answering machine. A D A E A i watched the waves chew it into tiny little pieces of seafoam hissing in the air. D in the balance sheet i'd been keeping in my mind A i entered two hundred kroners to the left of the debit line. D A it was what the machine had cost me. E A it was a greater loss than i could bear. D i hear the wheels and knobs whirring down to this very day, A long after the ocean has washed it all away. A D i heard the train go by last night. A D and it's a slow train outta here, alright. A E but the way you disappeared in slow degrees, D A has made a very patient man of me. yeah.