Packed Powder

G

[Verse]

                         G
I started working at the second 
hand,
I thought it would make me more 
C
colorful.
                     D
I saw the world as a stitch and 
patch.
                 G
I saw the sky as torn grey wool.

                       G
I started working as a dime store 
clerk,
                               C
I thought it would make me the kind 
to put you first.
                       D
My only dreams were in fluorescent 
light,
                    G
My only goal was to forget what I 
was worth.


[Chorus]

                     G
I want to see how it takes me.
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                      C
I want to see how the powder burns.
                          D
Don't want to keep what I can't have
 more of.
                               G
Don't want to wait and miss my turn.


[Interlude]

G C D G


[Verse]

                       G
I started working as a tour guide,
                           C
I thought it would make me believe 
my own words.
                           D
Every patient thought just passed me
 by,
                           G
Every truth I said sounded just 
absurd.

                       G
I started working at a small town 
church,
                             C
I thought it would make me a better 
man.
                               D
They said the sins I had would fly 
away,
                            G
As if the birds were in the palms of
 my own hands.


[Chorus]

                     G
I want to see how it takes me.
                      C
I want to see how the powder burns.
                          D
Don't want to keep what I can't have
 more of.
                               G
Don't want to wait and miss my turn.


[Otro]

G C D G
G C D G