Shins - Pink Bulletsadd
C#m B F# x4 C#m B F# C#m B F# I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole C#m B F# C#m B F# you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold C#m B F# C#m B F# oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls C#m B F# C#m B F# my timid young fingers held a decent animal E B Over the ramparts you tossed E B the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers E B D tied to a brick sweet as a song A B the years have been short but the days were long C#m B F# C#m B F# Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass C#m B F# C#m B F# we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed C#m B F# C#m B F# when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots C#m B F# C#m B F# and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off E B Since then it's been a book E you read in reverse B so you understand less as the pages turn E B D or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast A B that even I could be the star A B D E I dont look back much as a rule A B D E and all this way before murder is cool A B E A but your memory is here and i'd like you to stay B a warm light on a winter's day C#m B F# x6 E B Over the ramparts you tossed E B the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers E B D tied to brick sweet as a song A D the years have been short but the days go slowly by A to loose kites falling from the sky D A B drawn to the ground and an end to flight
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