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			      SWANS - The Format
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Tabbed by: azimuth457
Email: azimuth457@gmail.com

Tuning: Half-Step-Down Tuning(Eb Ab Db Gb 
Eb)

Strangely enough, i saw this song on youtube, but i don't think many people know it 
anyways, it's very simple, here it is.

D  A  D  A

D                A
At least come join me
                                    D
Within the belly of the big blue beast.
                    A
Set asail, catch a breeze,

And come on

          D
Don't forget to fill your suitcase.
             A
Now watch it sink,
                                          D
Cause where we're going we don't need a thing.
                A
Not a map, or a seed,

                                           G
Cause where we've been is who we used to be.
                                     A
We started wrapping our regrets in cloth
                                       G
Are you defined by all the things you want...
                 A
Or did you get caught
                              D
Up in the things that we are not?

A  D  A

          D                            A
You were born to believe you can't get lost,
                                     D
So when you run, you always get too far.
                                 A
Now there's nothing you haven't seen.

                                      G
But where we're headed we have never been,
                                   A
Past the pavement that we used to walk,
                                 G
Past the people that we used to know.
             A
Now come on, go
                                     G
Past the people that had broke our hearts.
                                  A
We started laughing at them from afar.
                                         G
But now we've climbed too far without a rope.
             A
Now come on, go

             D
No we're not swans,
                           G
Nor are we as ugly as we think we are.
                                   D
We don't take to compliments but please don't stop
           A     G
Now come on, come on,
        D
We are not swans
                                G
We fit into eachother, we are russian dolls,
                                        D
Where somewhere in the centre sits a beating heart.
           A     G
But come on, come on,
            D
We are not swans.

A  D  A

                                G
Now do you feel we've gone too far
                                  A
Or do you feel we've reached the top
                            G
Or do you feel like letting go
               A
Now come on, hold on,

         D
We are not swans,
                           G
Nor are we as ugly as we think we are.
                                     D
We have fallen fast, but we aren't falling far
           A      G
Now come on, come on,
           D
We are not swans,
                                      G
Our fathers gave us features that we didn't want,
                                            D
Our mothers claim those features made them fall in love,
           A       G
But come on, come on,
     D
We are swans.
                                  G
We are flying higher than our counterparts.
                                D
We have got eachother I'd say that's enough.
          A
Now come on,
      G
come on,
      D
come on.

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