Life Is A Long Time

G
My brown eyes, two pools of mud
Em                                
Resting in two dark moons, they 
       D           G
turn the tide into a flood
Em                           
And the bloodshot lines in the 
         G
whites map every A road in this 
town,
Em                                
All the glare of the city lights, 
  D                G
every cul de sac we've talked down
G                                 
Over time they build up the city, 
        Em
and our arguments show it all
G                                
Every ring road, every motorway, 
Em
displayed in crease and wrinkle
C                             
Until my face is a map you have 
            D
folded up one hundred, one thousand 
times.


Em                        G      
You know it starts pretty rough 
        C       G
and ends up even worse,
              Em    G             
And what goes on in between, I try
    C                 G
 to keep it out of my thoughts

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G
Your blue eyes are like the deepest 
and the warmest seas
Em                                
As the salt elevates my body, they
          D                G
 float my heart up past my teeth
Em                                
And with the water and the Cypriot
      G
 sun, would your psoriasis bleach 
and be gone?
Em                                
Would it fix the pallor of my 
  D                      G
skin? Would my freckles all meld 
into one?
G                                 
Your body above me, sobbing down, my
Em
 cheeks wet from your tears
G                                 
They extinguish each of the 
  Em
burning thread veins, flow down to 
my ears
C                                 
Now they rest in two tiny 
        D
reservoirs that overfed the wedded 
canals

Em                        G      
You know it starts pretty rough 
        C       G
and ends up even worse,
              Em     G            
And what goes on in between, I try
    C                 G
 to keep it out of my thoughts

Break: Am         C G Em   Am       
   C Em G   Am          C G Em     
Am            C Em G

    C                              
And life, life is a long time, too 
           Em                G
long to my mind, too long by far
           Em                 
Between my waterfalls and your 
 D                   Em           
landslides, there's cartography in
        G
 every scar
      C                            
Life, life is a long time, too long
       Em                G
 to my mind, too long by far

Em                       G       
Because it starts pretty rough 
       C       G
and ends up even worse,
              Em    G             
And what goes on in between, I try
    C                 G
 to keep it out of my thoughts
Em                        G      
You know it starts pretty rough 
   C            G
and ends up even worse,
              Em     G            
And what goes on in between, I try
    C                 G
 to keep it out of my thoughts