PHANTOM LIMB
A
Frozen into coats,
DBm
White girls of the North,
GD
Fire past one, fire the one,
D
The are the fabled lambs,
E
A Sunday ham,
Bm
The ancient snow.
AD
And they can float above the grass,
A
In circles if they tried,
GD
A latent power I know they hide,
D
To keep some hope alive,
EBb
That a girl like I could ever try,
A
Could ever try.
FmD
So we just skirt the hallway signs,
EFm
A phantom and a fly,
FmD
Follow the lines and wonder why
E
There's no connection.
A
And weakened falling eyes,
DBm
In cheap shots from the tribe,
GD
And we're often in Marcus' porch again,
D
Another afternoon
E
With the gold head tunes,
Bb
And pilfered booze.
AD
We wandered through your mama's house,
A
And the milk from the window lights,
GD
Family portrait circa ninety-five,
D
This is that foreign land,
E
With the sprayed on tans,
Bm
And it all feels fine,
A
Beat it circa slime,
FmD
So, when they tap our mundane heads,
EFm
To zombie-walk in our stead,
FmDE
This town seems hardly worth our time,
FmDE
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Fm
To fall along in our crime,
FmD
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
E
With no connection.
ADE
No, oh-oh, oh-oh
ADE
No, oh-oh, oh-oh
FmD
So, when they tap our mundane heads,
EFm
To zombie-walk in our stead,
FmDE
This town seems hardly worth our time,
FmDE
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Fm
To fall along in our crime,
FmD
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
E
With no connection.
ADE
No, oh-oh, oh-oh
ADE
No, oh-oh, oh-oh
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