Before Telling Dragons

G
Before telling dragons where to lay
Em
Point out all the ruins where their 
chicks can play
C                     D
Common sense pray pay my way

G
Wrong in songing where there's no 
such way
Em
Ring the wronging in the silent day
C                     D
Common sense may pave my way in 
brambles sometimes

C                D
But the birds do give thirty warbles
        G                Em
And i'm picking up every mole
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C            D                   
I'm flicking tear drops back into
     G
 the bay


[Intrumental]
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[Verse]
      G
For I tell myself that i have 
nothing to say
Em                                
Let me sing a line that leads in 
    C     D
two ways

G                               
In the water, find the hook and feel
Em
 much hotter
                        C
Where there's a jig you can't be 
bothered
                   D
But hold on to the things that 
matter

                       G
You wore the scales of the mad 
hatter
                           Em
Those clothes were made to fit your 
father
                    C
But surface now and breathe another
                     D
Breath and fill your chest with 
better weather