Different Pulses

                  F                
My life is like a wound, I scratch 
   Am
so I can bleed
               F                 
Regurgitate my words, I write so I 
Am
can feed
                       F           
And Death grows like a tree, that's
            Am
 planted in my chest
                F                  
Its roots are at my feet, I walk so
 Am
 it won't rest

(Bb F  A)

F        Am
Oh, Baby I am Lost... (x2)

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                  F                
I try to push the colors through a 
     Am
prism back to white
             F                     
To sync our different pulses into a
 Am
 blinding light
    F                              
And if love is not the key. If love
          Am
 is not a key.
  F                            Am
I hope that I can find a place where
 it could be

(Bb F A)
(F Am)(x2)

F
I know that in your heart there is 
an answer to a question
Am
That I'm not as yet aware that I 
have asked
F
And if that tree had not drunk my 
tears
                                 Am
I would have bled and cried for all 
the years

That I alone have let them pass

F        Am
Oh, Baby I am yours (x4)

(F Am F)