Write It Out

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Intro:
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C                               
Yeah I try to write it out, not sure
Em
 what I recall
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I can’t tell if it’s memory or story
 telling now
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It happened very quickly but it 
 Em
seemed to last for hours
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And everything was crisp and clean 
     Fm
till all came crashing down
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So much fire and debris that I was
        C          F
 nearly blind with panic,
    Am               F           
and there was no one anywhere to 
C          F
turn to be saved
          Am         F            
from the tyranny and cavalcade. 
  Dm          Fm
And all use was lost.

        C                          
And the more that I would struggle,
               Em
 the more that I became entwined
        Am                         
And the thickets & the thorns 
     Fm
became my flesh and I was vine.
         C                      
Creeping deep into the pavement, 
          Em
breaking ground as I grew fast
       Am                       
To the center of the city and up 
  Fm
again where I did gasp
       Dm         Fm              
in the air or the breeze and I was
        C           F
 still alive with a start
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And there were people everywhere 
    C          F
to behold and admire
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And I longed to be one of them and 
Dm           Fm
though I was lost.

         C             
I felt familiar with my 
                           Em
surroundings, though they didn’t 
look quite right
          Am                  
Like someplace that I had been 
           Fm
before, under cover of night.
      C                            
And I found my way by light of day 
       Em
to the center of a crowd
    Am                             
and told them I was one of them and
 Fm
 begged them for their help.
         Dm                     Fm
And with stones they took their 
                      C            
aim, and I knew I would die at their
F
 hands
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Where I was crowned a heretic to 
  C               F        Am
be loathed and set fire and laid 
upon a
F
pyre of fire
       Dm                    Fm
And as I cast my eyes to the sky I 
felt your touch,

   C                             
so gentle and so soothing that I 
Em
knew I had been saved,
       Am                          
but my movements were so labored 
     Fm
and my will had been betrayed
       C                           
But my lips they work alone now and
    Em
 to them I am enslaved.
        Am                         
And the slightest indiscretions 
    Fm
that I made were met with rage
      Dm           F              
And I burned to be free and then 
          C
you rescued me
          F         Am        
with your voice and beckoned me 
     F                C           F
beside you and your touch was alive.
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Sensational and vibrant and with 
Dm            Fm
care and your words

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You say “Sleep it is a stealthy 
            Em
thing, you cannot know its plans.
         Am                      
You were only dreaming, dear, and 
     Fm
now here with me again.”
    C                             
You ask if I’d account to you the 
Em
spirit of my night
        Am                         
And you handed me this pad and this
 Fm
 pen with which to write.
           Dm            Fm
While it’s fresh in your mind.
                C   Am G
Before it gets away
F               C   Am G
Before it gets away
F               C   Am G
Before it gets away
F               C
Before it gets away…