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Chord Pro: 
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Boy threw his guitar down and started beating his brow, no matter how hard 
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he tried he couldn't justify, 
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All that wasted time, spent inventing words and rhyme, as the stars and the 
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planets and the clock did laps. 
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You see making up songs is for losers, I should build something she uses, like a 
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box or a bed or cupboards or shelves. 
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Cause songs are made of air, they can't be any use to her, better off trying to 
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catch falling aeroplanes. 
 
 
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Then girl said boy don't be so stupid, boy don't be so daft, you're not even right 
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by half. And although you say your songs are fundamentally air, there's also 
 
thousands of vibrations that stimulate the ear in such a way that every time I hear 
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them , they always make me smile, they're just as tactile as a box or a bed or  
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cupboards or shelves, so boy now stop your moping, your cursing and no-hoping 
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and get back in the saddle. 
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While she was still speaking, towards his feet he's reaching, where lay his guitar. 
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His head was swimming in the alphabet, soup letters swirled and words formed, 
 
in his heart. He said 
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I'm going to build a song for us with four verses and a chorus, on real estate your 
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words inspired. And there we'll live rent free, sleep on beds of melody as the stars 
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and the planets and the clock do laps. 
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And so that song he built was hers, with a chorus and four verse, and she woke to 
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find him finally asleep. 
 
This is a pretty simplified, one person playing, version of the song, but it still sounds good.