A             E
Bison on the plains
              A         E
Stupid symphony streams
                                    D
The same old tricks they used to get you to cry
     B             A           E
Over nothing, over everything

      A             E
Bison on the plains
                        A        E
I only packed a couple of things
                         D
This high was like a sorry parade
           B                 A      E
Of hearing traffic and going nooo...where


[Interlude]

F#m   D   A   E
F#m   D   A   E
D     E   A


[Verse 2]
      A               E
Bison on the plains
                    A             E
The photograph is never the same
                              D
I learned this when I was seven or eight
               B                       A           E
This all means nothing, this all means everything

      A              E
Bison on the plains
                       A             E
And those overused overture streams
                                     D
The same old tricks they used to get you to cry
     B             A             E
Over nothing, over everythiiiiiiing...


[Chorus]

      F#m    D               A       E
Ahhhhhhhhhh,    bison on the plains
      F#m    D               A       E
Ahhhhhhhhhh,    bison on the plains