A5 F5 November in a rainstorm , the truest truth I ever heard G5 The sound of babies crying in a hospital ward A5 F5 Oh, like a bed of rushes, they spread love out on the concrete floor G5 A5 Names, and dates, and faces I really can't remember anymore A5 F5 We could hardly tell the difference between one year and another G5 Sun like pouring whiskey, snow like shedding skins of lovers A5 F5 And, I grew up with magic; free and wild as bindweed G5 A5 Pushing for the boundary, pushing through the edges of the concrete C5 E5 I'm the girl that bought a round-trip cross the Rubicon E5 A5 (?) And I'm not sure that even I know where I'm coming from A5 F5 Sentimental tango when I was just fourteen G5 I could hear Astaire and Rogers tap their way across the screen A5 F5 Oh, bullied and belittled, until the sun set in the concrete G5 A5 I wore my sister's black skirt, all dressed up for Halloween A5 F5 We could hardly tell the difference between the shouting and the quiet G5 It was the path of least resistance to stage my own private riot A5 F5 And the walls tumbled like Babel, down around my feet G5 A5 Rhyme came in deliverance rising through the wreckage and the concrete C5 E5 I'm the girl that bought a round-trip cross the Rubicon E5 A5 (?) I'm not sure that even I know where I'm coming from A5 F5 For a girl who loves her words, yeah, she loves her silence more G5 Found a better example of what hearts and tongues are for A5 F5 There is truth in your arm's love, there is truth in this song G5 A5 There is truth in the concrete and the nails that our lives are built upon.
