Standard (EADGBE)

Your hurried footsteps sound as if you're packing up and leaving town

Beneath the second floor, every sound's exaggerated, and..

This November snow, it makes it hard to see the open road.

It seems the seasons change exactly when you're desperate for things to stay

But if you call, if you call I will always answer you

With words that ring with broken dreams, and are seldom ever used

And it may come to you underground.

I wrote a clever song I always dreamt the crowd would sing along

To my empty thoughts, and kill the poets to save their dying art.

But if you call, if you call I will always answer you

with words that ring with broken dreams, and are seldom ever used

and I've never been a comfort

'cause no one ever taught me how to grieve

and we never quite remember

so I'll carve our names in every fence and barely living tree

and it may come to you

in a dream or vision that

you had while you're away

(ending riff)

underground.

then the ending riff is something like:

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