Capo 2nd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
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Ill start my life out on the sea
Away from waving families
Found washed in walking on the beach
In the fishing town in june
Ill have all my words for company
A few shards of new currency
A lamp to show the evening in
And wake me when it leaves
But here I am, still on these sands
Well if these tall buildings part from me
Then Ill swim myself to sovereignty
No people creeping, marching streets
Will keep me from my seas
Well if all my things are packed and neat
Quick stiff joint to help me sleep
Then Ill wade out till its too deep
And row myself away
By here I am, still on these sands, with you.
Heres to your pier city
as I save this monologue
Heres to your pier city
as I save this monologue
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Heres to your pier city
as I save this monologue
Heres to your pier city
as I save this monologue
It seems weeks since you have talked to me
Whilst I build my new economy
Of practicing excuses of
Why it is I have to leave
I said if these tall buildings part from me
But I guess that only works for me
Of working out why these streets
Have never been my home
And yes I know, I will row alone