Christians And Lions - More Songs For Dreamsleepers And The Very Awake Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
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No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
Capo on 2 fret

Verse

E

Chorus

G A E E

When playing E, play around with the third fret on the two highest strings aswell as lift the finger from the D-string to get that country feeling to it. Intro E

Verse

They say to move along, but it's hard to move along when something's not right with my air. They say to get along, but it's hard to get along with what's going on over there. And maybe the boy with the lead in his side needs attention, for without it he'll surely die. Ignorance is bliss and it's something we'll miss should we choose to open up both of our eyes.

Chorus

So I says "You've been hit, how hard does it hurt?" And he says "Not as bad as the two in my back." And I said "I find it pretty hard to move with this subjection around my neck."

Verse

And maybe the boy with the lead in his side would like to get a chance to tell his side. Ignorance is bliss and it's something we'll miss should we choose to open up both of our eyes. You know, I'm having these symptoms too. Is there really nothing any of us can do? You know, I'm having these symptoms too. Is there really nothing any of us can do?

Chorus

So I says "You've been hit, how hard does it hurt?" And he says "Not as bad as the two in my back." And I said "I find it pretty hard to move with this compulsion tipping off my tongue."

Verse

You know, I'm having these symptoms too. Is there really nothing any of us can do? (2) STAY WARM

Verse

C Am

Chorus

[F G C Am] *2

F G B Am

F G C

Verse

So we built burning cities at the top of our notes, now we doubt our commitment to God and Country or Job and Comp'ny. Though no one wants to break their arm to reach for what they don't know,

Chorus

this truth's in you and it's bruising through when you're provoked: open notes from open throats rattle down closed-circuit hopes, like all those little bones that choke up, lonely in the cold.

Verse

So it's for all those who gave clinch pins as engagement rings, who make "Amen"s instead of making amends, who let someone steal their kisses, who hit the bottom of a bottle and forget to put the message in it.

Chorus

We know what we don't deserve, but we're oh-so-tired and we "have no time," and the only thing that we were taught was where, when, and how often to draw lines.

Verse

But if we only find ourselves in decision. And we only find ourselves indecision. Will we have found the solvent or the solution? And is there merit in either both? Either both?

Chorus

this truth's in you and it's bruising through when you're provoked: open notes from open throats rattle down closed-circuit hopes, like all those little bones that choke up, lonely in the cold. Please don't choke up in the cold. (3) BONES Vere: C E Am F

C F F/E F/D C

Chorus

F C F C

F C Am

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Verse

Over the tracks, with a sack full of matches, I'm gonna burn all the letters I've wrote. Don't worry, darling, I ain't brave enough to catch it, this fire that's licking my hopes.

Chorus

Besides, if I went up like a soaked rolling paper, I'd still be fast-burning-out. And what's the use of a good, strong noose when your problem's too much hanging around?

Verse

So I walked back crashing, my pockets full of ash in the latesummer moon's holy glow. that loved me to death on the banks of every river, where every breath in brought me home.

Chorus

'Cause if home's where hearts is beating like a bird's wing, then I've many homes and I should: said a man who wasn't homeless, "I'm always just traveling/ taking walks around my neighborhood."

Verse

Trumpet solo

Wisdom: it comes but age don't unlock it. You've got to spend all the passion you've found. With more change in their heads than in all of their pockets,

Outro

some can shCow you the waFy to slow dAmown. (ooDoh...) CSometimes we all nFeedF/E to sF/Dlow dCown. I've got this frozen virus in my blood, like my words are the warmest I could ever touch. I'll limp west with the sun and sleep the days under wide-eyed illusion. But that beacon has seen me sleeping, knows the ruse; the rouge, the spill that pools to pull at my shoes and leave me to stand, forever free, forever dead.

Chorus

Please stay alive. I can't beg again with a back that's bad as your eyes and ears--oh my. Please stay alive. I can't ask again with a tongue that's worse than ...

Verse

... my pride Oh Angels, keep the windows open wide as English bathtubs running through miss Annie's head I know I shouldn't talk Cso low of high life when I've got no frame of reference; all the ones I found were broken with pictures torn out

Chorus

and strewn asunder under summers laced with tracer fire, copper pieces, and fishing wire. (Rolled in the covers over tumblers filled with vacation. Empty, it reeks of self-deprecation.) [First chorus two and a half times] It's like some overbearing tax on praxis; how I'm supposed to feel bad for this when all I've sworn to do is hold soul like a cold in haunted bronchial tubes. And my love for you is harmless as fallen fruit. 'Picked up quick how nice a jaw cradles a fist - you made it look like an accident and no (no) one finds truth among tooth that march 'round my parched mouth slinging science to the beat of their own gums. Ooh (ooh)-ahh-la-lies we advertise. Bastardized pidgin insult, a lingua franca of heroes and villains: Failure. I don't know it any more than I know success - it ain't my mess. I won't baby you, won't wipe your mouth when the shit-talk stops. Oh, stop.

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I won't baby you, won't wipe your mouth
Pattern:

A E

E------------- B--2-----0---- G--2-2---1-1-- D--2--2--2--2- A-0-0--------- E-------0-0---

Verse

Each year my hands look more like my father's: scars of a yesterday, but palms up to tomorrows, knuckles dug in rusted earth to loose the saplings. Follow the hollows to the trunks and wrap my arms around the sorrow.

Chorus

And the seeds that I will sow slow as the earth turns will be the snares that strip the ankles, (trip to hide me from the half-truths,) the garden, hard and soft, holding me, older than the oak trees. Mama didn't raise no fool.

Verse

Each year my feet look more like my mother's: heels feel for days before and toes hold to the next end, pounding out the sounds of freedom, loud and out the quicksand, kicking down the rocks to talk the language of the wetlands.

Chorus

And the paths I will travel spring up ringing with their own voice, rolling over stones and soles, (fast awake, in-tune,) rising from the dust to trust themselves with their own noise. Mama didn't raise no fool.

Verse

Each year our eyes are looking more like someone else's: taking in the things they string together through distraction. We burn what we learned in urns to piece together action, or mistake a greater dose of hope for peace and satisfaction.

Chorus

And I sustain the pain and shame of the slings and the arrows launched from the mouths of folks that I once thought I knew. Yes, I've known love but not how to love in spite of these blows, so I keep on and hope I learn to. For now? Course I can hear 'em, but I can't listen to folks who have the curse of sight without the gift of vision; they're deep as summer puddles, just as easy to see through, and Mama didn't raise no fool.

Outro

AMama didn't Eraise Ano EfooAl. I can't understand. "We're only starting a racket 'cause you've started a racket!" I scream, "We only want to level this city because things are so uneven!" But I don't think they can hear me.

Chorus

Verse

Like hot breaths between my praying hands could make my fingers glow, like the psalms between my palms are all I'll ever need to know, I count out hymns for hims and hims and hers and hers and hims-for-hearses, turn to face the wind and silence flying sins in words-like-curses. "Church and state had their day in the centuries before," I say, "The future is unwritten if we hold what can erase." But I still get sad ripping up ads that the Marines send to friend every kid in my family.

Chorus

Caus

Breakdown 1 I told her once, "There's a great line in this song I heard, But I can't tell you unless something really big happens to us." Breakdown 2 (8) TENDER SPARKS (OCTOBER AND OVER)

Verse

D Open D (x54030/xx0030)

Chorus

[Bm Cm D D] *2

Bm Cm D D/C Bm

G A D

Play this before every chord in the verse:
E---------
B---------
G-2p0-----
D----0h2-0
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E---------

Verse

October and over. There’s never enough words for my throat. So cold in the root cellar suburbs. Low in the lowlight, and high on tender sparks.

Chorus

Water comes through wood over my head same as it would through the hull of a dead ship sailing on a slow sea. And I’ve seen too many wrecks to think this year.

Verse

That horizon’s climbin’ high’s it can. This ladder flatters gravity, and the bones we hold tremble our knees, but they'll be worn no more.

Chorus

There’s all those girls and all those boys who liked me better when I was weakened by loss in all the right spots, but I don’t need to slap people in the face. (9) SOME TREES

Verse

G B E A

Chorus

C Am

Verse

Trumpet solo

Hitting and missing, (mostly missing,) I sit kissing where your face was an hour before. Both spell disaster with some kind of far-off capital L. But I'll never say it, dear. Like tossing bread at the bird in the park; it's not going to help anything anyway, or make anything go faster.

Chorus

And I've been sure that she'd be this ghost that she'd never meet, that I'd find her dragging dumb luck down cold nor'easter streets.

Verse

Trumpet solo

But I've fallen into your arms like a collapsed prizefighter, and so far I'm crawling this year like it's going stale. Braced to embrace, I'm all sick-grins in tBhe corner of the lGoodnigiving room, back of the kitchen, and tonight I'm wrapping myself in linens

Chorus

like gauze and staunching thoughts from running where they ought not to run. I'm not lost, I could slow it down, but I Doubt I can--I can't stop.

Verse

Trumpet solo

(Well, gosh, it's hot. I want a body where my head is finally the top.) (10) LANDING

Verse

Am C F F

Chorus

C G F F

Verse

Like a block party with smoke. Little godspittle showers the hair on our arms. My hair still smells like burning church. I know folks brought under the grace of some fog there. I know folks joined in word and deed there. I know the love that won't falter without an altar. Holy Holy Holy

Chorus

Verse

Hiss on the house when a steeple calls out: the AM static of a thousandth rescue mission. Your lashes were fastened, fascination came second, and the minutes were mashing up symbols with actions.

Verse

My Is bled all over the page, and I couldn't cross my Ts without a prayer and a bowed head. In the dark, back to ark, my feet were bare.

Chorus

There was glass in all of the parking lots.

Lots of solos

[second verse with chorus chords]

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