Reinvent The Wheel

   D                 G      
My friend you were a model, a 
  A                 D
priceless work of art.
           D             G        
Boys would fashion their emotions 
       A
to the pattern of you heart.
      D                    G      
And I heard you wrote that record 
      A                  D
for a girl you loved but died.
         D                G       
I'm here sewing mine, together, 
    A
just hoping you're alive.
      G                   A       
And I know you'll never come back 
           D                  A
now to the world where people are.
           D     A     G
'Cause you never understood what 
they loved you for.

D A G...(you can do the harmonica 
part with your pinky).

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     D                      G     
Now ghosts they have their 
               A             D
secrets, and they'll tell them to a 
few.
           D            G         
So you can never pay attention, 
           A
when they're whispering to you.
           D             G
There were many talents you 
                   A             
possessed that I wished myself to 
   D
have.
        D                   G     
But the way your eyes would gloss 
             A
over, well I never envied that.
      G                  A        
And I doubt you'll ever come back 
            D                A
now from wherever it is you are.
            D     A    G
'Cause you never understood what we 
loved you for.

D A G...

             D              G     
I'm sure the T.V. sets will tell 
               A             D
us when someone reinvents the wheel.
                      D      
Till then I'll have a million 
        G             A
conversations about shit that isn't 
real.
         D                 G      
But I'll try to breathe in meaning
                  A             D
 dig deep through every gasp of air.
        D                G        
Cause I know you did the same 
         A
thing for as long as you can bear.
        G               A     
I guess everything just circles 
            D               A
'round to where it was before.
     D         A       G
So I hope I'll see you soon in some 
other form.