Lighthouse

C
They're turning your house into a
F
Parking lot
                   C
One more outfitter store that only the
F
Tourists want
                 C
In the corner of town that just you and
Time forgot
                 F
I sit where your couch was, say
                      C
Go ahead and call the cops

            C                           F
Feeding the flightless birds on the pier
           C
Hoping you might return to the fog
             Em  F
 'Round here

Am           C
But I look out
F                  G
At the wreckage of you
Am                     C
For as long as there's light
F                  G
For as long as you last
Am              C
I curse 'em all out
F                      G
When they fuck up your story
Am            C                    Em
I tell it the way that you told me
 F  C  Em  F  F

C
You were born with a face made for a
F
Missing sign
                          C
But you had something misplaced that
                 F
You'd spend your life tryna find
                  C
I still hear your name from some of the
Em         F
Local guys
                 C
Said they always placed you for the
Em           F
Leaving type

Am           C
But I look out
F                  G
At the wreckage of you
Am                     C
For as long as there's light
F                  G
For as long as you last
Am              C
I curse 'em all out
F                      G
When they fuck up your story
Am            C
I tell it the way that you told me

Am              C
I comb the lighthouse
F                            G
And hope you're there in the morning
Am           C
Burning your boat
F             C   Am
Back to the ocean

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