I was upset that it wasn't already up here in completion, so I got the whole thing
down and decided to share it because I love all of your faces. :D
E
Our love is dead but without limit,
A
like the surface of the moon
E B7
or the land between here and the mountains.
E
Well, it is not these hiding places
A
that have kept us innocent
E B7 E
but the way you taught me to just let it all go by.
E
And so we've learned to be as faithless,
A
stand behind bulletproof glass,
E B7
exchanging our affections through a drawer.
E
And it was always horribly convenient
A
and happening too fast.
E B7 E
You should count your change before you're even out the door.
Yes, you should but please...
A E
Return, return to the person that you were.
C#m B
And I will do the same
A E
cause it is too hard to belong to someone who is gone.
F#m A E
My compass spins. The wilderness remains.
E
Once too often, I have retreated
A
into the depths of my despair.
E B7
I built a barricade to block you on the road.
E
I was standing there with all of my possessions
A
piled higher than a house,
E B7 E
I felt closer to you than you ever would have known.
E
So let each tiny acts of charity
A
be common ground on which to build
E B7
the monument that will commemorate our times.
E
And though, you swear you've found another
A
who will surely speed you on your way,
E B7 E
don't let the forest grow over that path you came there by.
But you will, so...
A E
So hurry up and run to the one that you love.
C#m B
And blind him with your kindness.
A E
And he'll make war, old war, on who you were before.
F#m A E
And claim all that has spoiled in your heart.
E
Now, I tell myself I've mended
A
under these patches of blue sky.
E B7
There are still a few holes that let in a little rain.
E
And it's been crying on my shingles.
A
My floorboards moan under my feet.
E B7 E
The refrigerator is whining, so I've got reason to complain.
E
But I am not gonna bless you with such compliments,
A
some degrading psalm of praise,
E B7
like the kind that converted you to me so long ago.
E A
Because the truth is that gossip's as good as gospel in this town.
E B7 E
You can save your face but you won't ever save your soul.
Baby that's a fact.
A E
So hurry up and run to the one that you love.
C#m B
And tie him up in your likeness,
A E
And he'll become, become the prisoner I was.
F#m A E
And know all that has spoiled in your heart.
F#m A E
And know all that has spoiled in your heart.
A E
So hurry up and run to the one that you love.
C#m B
And blind him with your kindness.
A E
And he'll make war, old war, on who you were before.
F#m A E
And claim all that has spoiled in your heart.
F#m A E
Yeah, he'll claim all that has spoiled in your heart.
