• Song:

    Come In Closer

  • Artist:

    Blue October

  • Album:

    Argue With a Tree (disc...

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Played all throughout the song: Capo 1
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Capo 1

          D5                           C5
The first born, my heart will call Truly
  A5                   Bb5
A God-like boy of the sky
    A5                        C5
The fog hissed away like a movie
    D5                          C5
And serpents go home for the night
    D5                              C5
The thundercloud rain hits the freeway
        A5                         Bb5
And the clowns put on makeup for show
    A5                                   C5
The knife on my skin crawl kind of evening
                        D5
Yeah how the wind she blows
                       C5
And how the wind she blows


                  D5
But I want you to come in closer
                C5
Come in closer, come in closer
A5
Come in closer, come in closer
Bb5              A5
Come in closer, come in closer
   C5       D5          C5
In closer, ooh, ooh

We'll come dancing with devils
Need not know their name
But we'll waltz like an army
For the fear of our pain
And our souls become useless
As the day they were born
In the rusted arm rocking chair
Away from your storm

But still the truth remains lethal
A lie made by man
Where my shoes become hammers
And my words become sand (His words became sand)
Like a sour patch, a wedding batch
Of roses you threw across my floor
In the rusted arm rocking chair
Away from your storm
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