• Song:

    Spiders Snakes

  • Artist:

    A Weather

Capo 3rd fret

Em Am Em Bm Em Am Em Bm

Em               Am
Did you mean the things you said?
Em               Bm
Were you pulling ankles and legs?
Em               Am
Do you read when you go to bed?
Em               Bm
Do you lie there shaking instead?
Em                  Am
Cause it works both ways with the rain
Em           Bm
leaving the words unread
Em            Am
and I want to have you again
Em           Bm
listening to Bedhead

Em Am Em Bm Em Am Em Bm

Em           Am
Try to get a little rest
Em             Bm
There's a very big day ahead
Em              Am
I was lost like people feel
Em              Bm
before they find God's love

C              G
The best I can say now,
Am             Em
"We made it alone,
Am             Em
no help from hot-air balloons,
Am          Em   
saving us in the nick of time"
C               G
Don't get your hopes up
Am         Em
Keep them low
Am           Em
Try not to reach so high
Am               Em
Hard work won't pay off in the end

Em Am Em Bm Em Am Em Bm

Em            Am
What a broken string of events
Em            Bm
What a little tied up loose end
Em               Am
Are you mad that they are all dead?
Em               Bm
Do you wish that you'd gone instead?
Em                  Am
Are you pissed that when things got bad
Em                   Bm
there was one set of footprints in the sand?
Em             Am
When it's easy you walk alone
Em                 Bm
there's a mark for each of your toes

C                G
The best I could hope for
Am                Em
is what you'd expect
Am                 Em
White lights like icicles
Am       Em
hung up above the porch
C                 G
I'd just like to say now
Am            Em
before things go too far,
Am        Em
"I hated none of you,
Am           Em
I loved you all at the time"

Em Am Bm C Em Am Bm C Em Am 

Em               Am         Bm
I like having to run when I don't run
       C                Em
and it leaves me so, so tired
                  Am          Bm
I want better for you and for my son
        C                   Em      Am
and the lives we're leading now

Em              Am              Bm
I like having a tongue when the words come
    C                Em
And even if it gets tied
                Am          Bm
I want cinnamon buns in the morning sun
       C               Em      Am
in the airport waiting lines

Em                 Am       Bm
I like having some fun like anyone
     C            Em
with loaded water guns
              Am       Bm
Your Canadian plum has got me numb
     C              
Like Novacain in my gum

C               G
The best is the smoke blown
Am               Em
back through the flue
Am           Em 
like birds returning to a tree
Am              Em
Where their old nest used to be
C          G     
Now things have changed
Am       Em
or maybe not
Am              Em
That's where you learn to fly
Am               Em
That's where our eggshell lies 

Em Am Em Bm
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