South Tacoma Way

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[Verse]
    D                      A
I put on that sweater you gave me
      Cm                    E
I woke up in the kitchen a few 
minutes later
    D                       A
I didn't know how I had gotten there
               E
Did you guide me?
           D                 A
I didn't make it to your funeral
               Cm          E
I didn't want ritual nor resign
          D               A
I just wanted to hold hands with
  D        A
J.P and Mary-Jo
         D               A
But I couldn't conjure tears
             Cm            E
We're too good for stupid angels
            D                A
Blackness held its breath beside me
                D                A
And burned the air till it was gone
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            D  A
Till it was gone
            D  E
Till it was gone


[Instrumental]
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Ooooooooh,  Ooooooooh


[Verse]
   D                           A
Couldn't pay my respects to a dead 
man
       Cm                   E
Your life was much more to me
        D                 A
And I chased away with sticks and 
stones
           D                  A
But that rage kept following me
    D     A
Following me
   D     E
Following me
     D                        A
So lost I was asleep in the palms of
 your hands
      Cm                     E
In dreams we were happy and safe
   D                     A
I can't comprehend the ways that I 
miss you
       D                     A
They come to light in my mistakes
  D        A
In my mistakes
   D        E
In my mistakes
            D           Cm
Now I'm traveling down Tacoma Way
          A              D
And the world turns in slow motion
             A               E
It's the twilight of our old home
          D                  A
And I'm still in love with you
    D                Cm
Oh, here on South Tacoma Way
      A               D
We've memories for matinees
          A                 E
And the tears come warm and heavy
          D             E      A
And the cross streets bear your name
           D            E      A
Oh, the cross streets bear your name