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Paleo recorded a song every day for a whole year. Hear them at his
website http://www.paleo.ws/

capo 8

    G                                C             G
the morning of the flood, it was the morning linda died
            G                              C             G
while i was busy cutting diamonds with the corners of my life
          G                               C                G
we drew a full house on the river it was erased before our eyes
          G                                    C                      G
we know although things last forever they must change their shape sometimes
 
     G                        C             G
i am safe & i am sorry in the evergreens at night
       G                                C               G
& i am looking through your window i am staring at your mind
           Am             G                    
when linda dies and linda dies and linda dies

   G                             C               G
it seems to me forever i've been waiting in this tree
       G                        C           G
& so i go now by goliath i'm my favorite enemy
       G                                  C                      G
we are careless with our wishing with the truths we tell through teeth
       G                                 C              G
you be careful what you pay for when the soul is your receipt
         G                               C                 G
they are boarding up the phone; they are boarding up their eyes
         G                             C                  G
you will board open your hands; i will board the kites of time
G                           C                G
deliver me tomorrow care of sleep, my moving boat,
           G                         C             G
but it can take me only so far, only so far yet to go
           Am             G
when linda dies and linda dies and linda dies

        G                                C            G
we have cut through most of georgia, not 200 miles to go
           G                              C                  G
we are all buried in the jordan turns our spirits white like snow
           G                                C               G
there is a door within its palm it will not hit us where we go

*note
He adds a note to the G chord each time, like this:
(d is down strum, u is up)

 d  d u  u d u
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-0--0-0--0-0-0-|
-0--0-2--2-2-0-|
-2--2-2--2-2-2-|
-3--3-3--3-3-3-|