Run From Safety

Intro: C Em Am F (x2)

Verse 1: C
                     Em         
These double entendres and bills 
                     Am
that we’ve laundered
                             F   
these mountains are molehills and 
                      C
the gypsy boys wander
                             Em  
in search of their first love, in 
                 Am
castles up high
                     F           
when pressed upon it, these words 
              C Em Am F
are just lies

Verse 2: C
                   Em              
It’s proof I’m awake the the truth 
             Am
I can’t break
                   F            
as long as you take a hold of my 
     C
neck
                     Em            
we strangle each word, till it all 
             Am
sounds absurd
                                  F
and then your hearing get blurred, 
                           C Em Am F
‘cause sounds are all we got

Verse 3: C
                  Em               
Love is top drawer, like an old 
          Am
pair of socks
                   F       
neatly tucked away, that my 
                      C
grandmother bought me
                        Em     
with the savings she had, every 
              Am
Christmas morn
                           F       
and now I’m feeling so bad, ‘cause 
                        C Em Am F
all my socks are torn up

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Verse 4: C
                       Em          
These judges and juries, convene in
        Am
 a hurry
                             F     
but there’s no need to worry, 
                          C
‘cause their sans can’t hurt me
                          Em       
and the powers they’ve got, oh they
                Am
 seem like a lot
                          F        
oh I just ain’t enough to stop the 
                C Em Am F
meaningful stuff

Verse 5: C
                           Em      
So keep dressing yourselves, one 
           Am
leg at a time
                           F    
keep stacking those shelves with 
                      C
empty bottles of wine
                          Em       
and this basement we’re in, it’s a 
                Am
fool-worthy mess
                       F      
we’re all living in sin and we 
                   C Em Am F
couldn’t care less

Verse 6: C
                        Em         
This windstorm a-pissin', it's 
                Am
quite the conniption
                      F            
the soul jurisdiction, we all bleed
                C
 with conviction
                Em           
wrestling demons, on an empty 
         Am
platform
                            F
and our elders are screaming
                            Em
“why won’t you come back home
                           Am
why won’t you come back home
                           F
why can’t you come back home”

              C
“Well I don’t think so”

                           Em
“Why can’t you come back home
                         Am      F
we need you to come back home"

Chorus: C
                              Em   
As long as we run from safety
      Am

                                F  
we’ll find a way out here maybe
       C

                           Em      
as long as we run from safety
   Am

                          F
we’ll find a way out here
                             C
we’ll find a way out here maybe
                             Em   
as long as we run from safety,    
Am                                
    we’ll find a way out here 
  F     C
maybe
                            Em   
as long as we run from safety,   
Am                                
    we’ll find a way out here 
  F
maybe