A Song To Pass The Time - Bright Eyes, ukulele chords

Published: 2012-06-08 16:51
Selection chords: Sofia Davis

          F                        Gm
There is a middle-aged woman, sheʼs dragging her feet
           Am                     Gm
She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat
         F                     Gm
While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street
        Am                         Gm
And they laugh in a language I donʼt understand
          A#                     F
But I love them... why do I love them?

      F                         Gm
So the neighborhoodʼs dimming, I smoke on the porch
         Am                            Gm
Watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars
            F                   Gm
And on their faces just anger or disappointment
       Am                                 Gm
I start wishing there was something I could offer them
 A#                                 F
A consolation... what could I offer them?

            F                            Gm
And they are sad in their suburbs, robots water the lawn
   Am                               Gm
And everything they touch gets dusted spotless
           F                                    Gm
And so they start to believe theyʼve not touched anything at all
       Am                       Gm
And the cars in the driveway only multiply

        F                                     Gm
They are lost in their houses, Iʼve heard them sing in the shower
      Am                             Gm
Making speeches to their sister on the telephone
               F                                  Gm
Saying you come home, you come here, donʼt stay so far away from me
    Am                              Gm
This weather has me wanting love more tangible
               A#                    F
Something I can hold... itʼs getting cold

     Gm         F          Cm            A#
I say hold up our fists to a flame in the sky
  Gm           F                 Cm           A#
To block out the light thatʼs reaching for our eyes
                            F        A#             F
ʼCause it... ʼcause it would blind us, yeah it will blind us

         F                        Gm
Well Iʼve locked my actions in the grooves of routine
        Am                   Gm
So I may never be free of this apathy
     F                        Gm
But I wait for a letter thatʼs coming to me
            Am                         Gm
She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope

                 F
So there still is hope, yes, I can be healed
                Gm
There is someone looking for what Iʼve concealed
            Am
In my secret drawer, in my pockets deep
                 Gm
You will find the reasons that I canʼt sleep
                       A#                             F
And you will still want me... but will you still want me?
A#                   F
Will you still want me?

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Well, I say come for the week, you can sleep in my bed
   Gm             F           Cm                A#
And pass through my life like a dream through my head
                     F    A#             F
It will... it will be easy, Iʼll make it easy

         F                        Gm
But all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time
 Am                    Gm
A melody to keep me from worrying
    F                             Gm
Some simple progression to keep my fingers busy
   Am                         Gm
And words that are sure to come back to me
                   A#                          F
And theyʼll be laughing... and theyʼll be laughing
A#          F
My mediocrity
A#          F
My mediocrity

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