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                               Tin Foiled - Andrew Bird
                            Written by The Handsome Family
                        Things Are Really Great Here, Sort Of
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        INTRO

                         What is moving will be still
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    What has gathered will disperse
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 What's been built up will collapse, all of your dreams they're all fulfilled
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        VERSE

Dm      C

Bb             F
Late new years eve
      
      Bb          F
Paper hat on your head

       Bb         F
It was hard to believe

           G
That you'd ever be dead

         Bb                F
And that dream that you're falling

            Bb               F 
That you've had since you're five

     Bb           F             G
Is a bird on your shoulder that whispers

    Bb 
Get back

    C    C#m
Get back


        CHORUS


Dm                     A7
What is moving will be still

Bb                     F
What has gathered will disperse

            Dm                A7
What's been built up will collapse

            Bb
All of your dreams

               Dm     C
They're all fulfilled



        VERSE

    Bb      F
And Liza Minelli

        Bb           F
Spent a month in her bed

        Bb           F
She was certain that Skylab 

      G
Would crash on her head

    Bb       F
And Evil Knievel shot

Bb          F
Up from the grass and

Bb          F           G
I loved him better each time

        Bb
That he crashed
        
        C       C#m
That he crashed




        CHORUS


Dm                     A7
What is moving will be still

Bb                     F
What has gathered will disperse

            Dm                A7
What's been built up will collapse

            Bb
All of your dreams

               Dm     C
They're all fulfilled




        INSTRUMENTAL BREAK

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        VERSE


(muted strumming, no chords)

Last night I dreamed that I

Dug my own grave so I

Climbed down inside there to patiently wait

And down in the ground while I

Breathed the cold air
                               G
Black birds came down there to nest

      Bb
In my hair

      C    C#m
In my hair



        CHORUS


Dm                     A7
What is moving will be still

Bb                     F
What has gathered will disperse

            Dm                A7
What's been built up will collapse

            Bb
All of your dreams

               Dm     Bb
They're all fulfilled

               Dm     Bb
They're all fulfilled

       Dm  Bb  C  F
Oh and they're