Your Deserts Not A Desert At All

Chorus: D, A, F#m, E

[Intro]
F#m

      E   A
hot sand

[Verse]
wheel keeps clicking
E                   F#m
wheel keeps clicking

          E    A
cracked hands

my mind keeps ticking
E                   F#m
my mind keeps ticking
                     E   A
we are in some dry land

                       E         F#m
but your deserts not a desert at all

                   E       A
youre with some divided man
                              D
just be careful you dont fall apart
        A              F#m
call me if you want to break out
        E           D
call me if you cant win
       A                F#m
we can find some desert hideout
     Bm
your deserts not a desert at all

F#m E A E

        A           E       F#m
aint it strange the lack of color?
               E        A
but its all together colorful
                        F#m
aint it strange to lack color?

D         A                          F#m
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
                E        D
i know you from way back when
             A                       F#m
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
              E                 D
i know you, i knew you way back then
           A              F#m
so call me if you want to break out
        E           D
call me if you cant win
       A                F#m
we can find some desert hideout
            Bm              D
and let the desolation sink in
             A                       F#m
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
                E        D
i know you from way back when
             A                       F#m
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
                       E        D
i know you, i knew you way back then
     E
your deserts not a desert at all