11Th Fret

E   B   E

A          E
So this is fucking off by degrees
    A                   E
And I suppose we turned out to be 
not-quite Hawaii
    A                   B
But I can float back to sleep
                      B
Cause at least you're lying to me
     A
Like music that dances from glowing 
apartments
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   B
As shadows entwine into a creamy 
darkness
     A
Like jewlery hung down from rich 
silhouettes
E                            
Portrays on the sidewalk where 
  B
wetness reflects
        A
All the colours of evening and the 
onset of lights
         B
Like the promise of nothing, sweet 
nothing, tonight.

E  B  C  E  C  E  C  B  E

So this is enacting ecstasy
And I suppose we turned out to be 
bathroom graffiti
But I can float back to sleep
Cause at least you're lying to me
Like shoveling hope into the 
infinite us
Til the world surges in yelling, 
"this is a drug bust"
Might turn up the heat and make us 
into one person
But then the temperature plunges and
 the predicament worsens
Til we're a fleck of new snow on the
 eyelash of a cow
And we melt away, melt away, melt 
away now