Crawling Deeper

             Bm                 
I'm crawling deeper in this hole 
                Em
where it's too cramped to move like 
you do
              G                    
And where the echoes blend my words
        A
 into a language of their own
                Bm                 
And I think the corners I am 
          Em
turning dull my lantern to the 
outside
        G                          
And the less that you remember me, 
    A
the more this path's overgrown
        G                        
And the way back is just a lucky 
F#m
break
                        D
That connects me to the dressing up 
of melody

The bite of infidelity
    G                            
And I'd long to swallow one more old
F#m
 song
                  D
Pretending that I have a chance to 
make you care

About this failing solitaire
       A
Where I'm in here and you're out 
there
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        G                   F#m
Because I'm crawling deeper in
            Em
Into my own skin

Where there's no one to chase away
A                                 
Or to guess the next thing that I 
G
say
G                F#m
I'm invisible to you
                   Em
To your bird's eye view
                         G
I know the angle all too well

It's how I saw before I fell
                            A
But now it's not so hard to tell
                       B#m
I'm crawling deeper in myself
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          B#m                      
And these corridors are veined with
       Em
 every word we've ever spoken
        G                          
And the story that they tell is 
    A
just a wheel within a wheel
          B#m                      
And every time I think I'm crossing
      Em
 into where you cannot find me
        G                          
You are always right behind me, 
  A
half inside me half unreal
  G                               
I forget all the skies and crocus 
F#m
petals
               D
A time without retreating like a 
refugee, from such imagined 
treachery
    G                              
Now silent, I'm searching out this 
F#m
island
                  D
Pretending that I have a chance to 
make it where

The morning's not recycled air
    A
And you're more than a prayer

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