May 12, 2009

mind categories

g am, bm-c-g
capo 3

i see how you got there
i see why you fell
i saw when he pushed you down that well

i want you back up here
with me on dry land
but you need to reach out your hand

f-g-am
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theres a row of palms all curved in line
that caught your eye when you tumbled down
and though the concrete cut you on your toe
you could not help but smile.

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