Tabbed by Joe (tabs at stype dot org)

Chords:
F#m      244222
BbmM7    x1322x
Eb       x65343
Abm      466444
E7       x7675x
Dm       x57765
Bbm      688666
Gm       355333
Cm       x35543
F        133211
Em       022000
Am       x02210
C/G      332010
EmM7     021000
D        xx0232
C#m      x46654
Bb       x13331

F#m BbmM7

Eb Abm E7 Dm Bbm

Eb                   Abm          E7
We go to bed and you fall asleep, fall asleep, not me,
Dm                 Bbm
we go to bed and I lie awake, lie awake and
Eb                       Abm              E7
float out the window and down the street, over the bridge and
Dm                     Bbm
into the village for a little break from me, meaning us.

Eb Abm E7 Dm Bbm

Eb                   Abm        E7
I float away and you disappear, disappear,
Dm                         Bbm
some pretty young villager takes my hand and leads me to more
Eb                     Abm             E7
pretty young villagers forming a ring, forming a ring around
Dm                   Bbm                            Eb
a bonfire built on a line in the sand between me an us.

Eb   Gm   Cm        Gm              F         Em     Am
Am I lost,   have I lost, have they thrown me on the fire,
         C/G          Em      EmM7  D           C#m   F#m
there to dance in the flames, far   enough from you to wonder
BbmM7
if me still means us.

Eb Abm E7 Dm Bbm  (3x - Banjo solo)

Eb                  Abm                 E7
She leads me to the end of the night. A boyfriend of hers is there.
Dm                         Bbm
You're on his arm, but our eyes don't meet, our eyes don't meet 'cause
Eb                    Abm              E7
we only have eyes for fueling the fire, being melted down and reformed
Dm              Bbm
in the image of wilder things, wilder things than us.

Eb     Gm   Cm        Gm              F         Em     Am
Are we lost, have we lost, have they thrown us on the fire,
         C/G          Em      EmM7  D           C#m   F#m
there to dance in the flames, far enough from one another.

F#m BbmM7 F#m BbmM7
   F#m                                 BbmM7                   F#m      BbmM7
We fed them to the flames, but they're just getting colder and colder.
    F#m                          BbmM7                          
The boy's at least half again as selfish, and the girl's feeling a day
F#m       Bb
older per hour,
               F#m           BbmM7
but there's no help for them now,
        F#m                             BbmM7
because together looks good when you're alone looks good
            F#m          BbmM7
when you're together,
       F#m                       BbmM7                         F#m       Bb
and it takes a village older and less inclined to say which is better to say
               F#m        BbmM7
which would be better.

Eb Abm E7 Dm Bbm