| Jeff Pevar: Electric Guitar
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| James 'Hutch'Hutchinson: Bass
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| Intro. |
| (Acoustic Guitar and Electric Guitar)
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| How can I sweep these words into a cluster
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| Put 'em in a pile like feathers on your floor?
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| Voyages and sea forests deep blue and rusty
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| Sew 'em in a satchel 'n leave 'em at your door
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| People’s lives, people’s whose lives
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| They fascinate me All my life, all my life
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| I’ve wanted to understand
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| There’s a man on the corner he’s got the moon in his eyes
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| He just comes here to visit and he wears a disguise
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| And I wonder if he’s looking for friends or for truth
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| I think he’s calling for some in that telephone booth
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| And the smiling woman answers
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| She defeats fear with her eyes
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| She thinks life’s fine so I think she’s wise
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| And my heart wants to give her a gift so grand
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| That it will speak for me and tell her just where I stand
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| And I stand on a pillar and it’s melting like ice
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| Of years that I’ve lived and some I’ve lived twice
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| And I have all these feathers and leaves on my floor
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| That I don’t want just blowing around loose anymore
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| And I feel a need to gather to rummage and fetch
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| To shake out my life and give it a stretch
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| To bring shells to the surface, give 'em to you
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| Gifts from the sea floor rusty and blue
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| Instrumental (Electric Guitar)
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| Now these two lives hold my attention quite well
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| You see lives almost never run parallel
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| Like the boards in the flooring all deep grained and worn
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| Fated and fitted long before we were born
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| People’s lives, people’s whose lives
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| They fascinate me All my life, all my life
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| I’ve wanted to understand
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| Understand
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| Instrumental Ending (Electric Guitar)
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| © 1994 Stay Straight Music (BMI) |