Crooked Muse
Gregory Alan Isakov
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|Em |Em |Em |Em ||Em |Em |Em |Em ||Em |C Bm|Em |Em ||Em| [Verse 1]Em Pictures watch from the sidewalk pastBm Poems go flying in the draftsC Bm All we ever got left is a pile ofEm thingsEm I visit you with nothing burningC Bm Hidden heart, stomach churningC Bm Circled in the words like theEm vultures [Chorus]Em C Em Your mouth becomes a dictionaryD G Words without a home get wearyC Bm Em Lonely on their own on the pageC Bm Look it up to find my heartEm D G Tear that old shit apartContinúa después del anuncioC Bm Em Till you find the words to sum me up [Interlude]|Em |Em |Em |Em |C | [Bridge]C Em I don't need no lullabiesC Em You sit me down here and you cry [Interlude]|Em |Em |Em |Em |Em| [Verse 2]Em The music man sings his mystery songsBm C He tries to put his finger onBm There's things unfelt that he'sEm always longed to feelEm There's things we all are destined to looseBm While I seek out that crooked museC Bm You stole my heart and filled itEm up with blues [Chorus]C Bm I've been waiting for you and meEm D G to watch this world from a window seatC Bm Look down there, all them tinyEm creatures running crazyC Bm And I've been here on this precipiceEm D G Await the porter to bring our thingsC Bm So we can toss our suitcase intoEm the wind at last [Interlude]|Em |Em |Em |Em | [Bridge]G Em C G D We've all the merry things we neededG Em C G We've, it's times like this weD remember to bleedEm C G Let it roll, let it ride, let itEm ride on me|Em |Em |Em |Em C|C Em Lay me down here in your fieldC Em They know just, what they steal