Tabbed By: Rylie Thompson




F Bb F Bb
A G#


F      Bb
Let me begin
F                      Bb
Feels good 'cause it's early
A            G#
Ease open my eyes
F                 Bb
And let light in


F              Bb
Some ideas are brewing
A         G#
The radio abides
F                Bb
With flying string
F               Bb
Old ideas worth doing
A                G#
Are taking their time


  F
Fine
       Bb        
Let's not worry
F       Bb      
It's our morning
A       G#
Spread out
F        Bb
Let's not worry
F       Bb     
It's our morning
A       G#
Spread out


F          Am
How does a band
Bb               F
Turn into such a thing
F          Am
If I had a hand
Bb                 F
What would you say about
F            Am
What's in my face
Bb                     F
That warrants all this sass
F             Am        
And to have a band
Bb                       F
That cracks the point of fame 
(To be in the city)

F                    Am
Why does a band make me
Bb           F
Less settled in
F              Am
Rounding up my friends,
Bb                   F
We might not feel so bad
(To be in the city)

F         Am
Once in a while
Bb                   F
I'll think of you to smile
F              Am
Some daydreams marked
Bb                      F
By many labored strikes out
(To be in the city)

F
Let me begin


G        C
Comfort, comfort
G          C
Why do you run for it?
D             G
Why can't you keep doing
A *                   D
What you're supposed to do?


G           C
Why can't I reach you?
G           C
When I most need you
D             G
You're at the beach and
A *          D
I'm in some strange bed


G        C
Comfort, comfort
G          C 
Why do you run for it?
D             G
Why can't you keep doing
A *                   D
What you're supposed to do?


G          C     
Why do you have to go?
G          C
Why do you have to go?
D          G
I'm in the dark unknown
A *                 D
And you're staying home