Self-Ignition

C             Am
Oh self ignition,
F                    G*
i can feel her suitcase sensing mine
C                         Am
she was her own permission,
         F                         
miss nineteen ninety ninety ninety 
                 G*
nine nine nine nine

Am           C          Am          
 C     (chords are half time)
charles james sofa, and a household 
truce
      G                        
and there every wednesday night 
                     G
beneath the counter booth

Dm            F           
i woke up in a house i could 
           C              G
understand
Dm                     F         
the descendants of defendants 
                 C             G
were making demands.


C                      Am
gently thinking backwards
Continúa después del anuncio
           F                       
on the psychedelic promises god 
          G*
made to me in the dark
C                                 
some of these kids don't have 
       Am
words
                 F                 
they're as helpless as parakeets in
               G*
 a park

   C              Am          C     
      Am  (chords are half time)
i couldn't believe it, when i saw 
that you wrote
          G                        
that a burning passenger shouldn't 
                    G
ruin the boat

Dm                 F             
if dreams are your body telling 
           C          G
you it's confused
Dm              F                
then i've got a dream i think you
    C          G
 can use

 C                  Am
all lace and fiction
           F                  
in the lawless rooms where you 
                     G*
finally lost your health
C                          Am
i read the evening edition
             F                 
and the pumpkin on the porch is 
                    G*
trying to heal itself

Am          C             Am        
 C      (same as above)
i don't like magic, and i don't like
 tricks
          G                        
having a helluvah time believing we
        G
 exist

Dm              F               
the mailman dreams he's paul 
C        G
revere
Dm                   F           
he wants the whole town to buy 
          C       G
him a beer

(no chords)
and i have to remember that your not
 wanting me
doesn't make me any less here