The mute
Radical Face
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Intro: G C Em C G Well, as a child I mostly spoke inside my head Em C G I had conversations with the clouds, the dogs, the dead Em C G And they thought my broken, that my tongue was coated lead D C Em But I just couldn't make my words make sense to them D C G If you only listen with your ears... I can't get in Em C G And I spent my evenings pullin' stars out of the sky Em C G And I'd arrange them on the lawn where I would lie Em C G And in the wind I'd taste the dreams of distant lives D C Em And I would dress myself up in them through the night D C G While my folks would sleep in separate beds... and wonder why ( Em C G ) (3x) ( D C Em ) ( D C D ) ( G ) Em C G And through them days I was a ghost atop my chair Em C G My dad considered me a cross he had to bear Em C G And in my head I'd sing apologies and stare D C Em As my mom would hang the clothes across the line D C G And she would try to keep the empty... from her eyes Em C G So, then one afternoon I dressed myself alone Em C G I packed my pillowcase with everything I owned Em C G And in my head I said "goodbye," then I was gone D C Em And I set out on the heels of the unknown D C Em So my folks could have a new life of their own D C So that maybe I could find someone D C G Who could hear the only words that I'd known ( Em C G ) (7x) ( D C Em ) ( D C ) ( D )
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