Paper Birds
arranged by Craig Leinoff
(Intro, leading in from The Original Blue Air)
D G | Asus4 A (x3)
D | D
D G | Asus4 A (x3)
D | D
(Verse)
G D
Well, I often think about her when the night comes and I'm hugging the road
G D
And I know I'll never trace her, I can barely begin to place her chronologically
G Em7
Just a flurry of white dresses and second guesses, now less is much more to me
A D | A
If I really think about it, it's all I ever think about
(Chorus)
D
My landlord
G#7
Has been shooting
G Bm7
Bullets into paper birds
Em
Heh, when he's drunk
D | Am
He's immaculate
C#dim F#7
Especially before noon
Bm
What I'm trying to do
Gm
With these paper birds
D F# Bm G
Is to find a better way to bleed one that's more accurate
D A
And I'll practice my aim
D G
And I'll master my game
D
And I'll know my song well before it leaves my lips
(Solo)
(...need more work on these chords.)
(Verse)
G D
When the lady finished crying, I knew I had to say something to comfort her
G D
But all I've learned from love is that what you love can be what destroys you
G Em7
Love's just a flower fading, congratulating your vanity's champion
A
It's the blood I want to shed before I'm old or even dead
A
It's the blood I want to shed before I'm old or even dead
A
It's the blood I want to shed before I'm old or even dead
A F# | A | G
It's the blood I want to shed before I'm old
(Chorus)
D
My landlord
G#7
Has been shooting
G Bm7
Bullets into paper birds
Em
And he's the last
D | C#dium
Of a dying breed
F#7
A pharmacist with wings
Bm
What I'm trying to do
Gm
With these paper birds
D F# Bm G
Is to find a better way to bleed one that's more accurate
D
And I'll take
A
These targets
D
that I hit
A
They can go on
D A D
My refrigerator for all my friends to see
(Solo x3?)
G | A
D G A
D | A
D G A
...
(Outro)
G D
Your ivory card, your salt-white bone
A Bm7
Your swollen kiss, your ounce of strength
G D
Your mothwing bite, your paper birds
A
Your lonely boy, your soft machine
G D
Your gaze of grief, your twelve degrees
A Bm7
Your grieving moon, your red-dipped wings
G D
Your underworld you're different from
Asus4 A
No one beside your speaking bones
G D
Your ounce of strength, your sleeping pale
Asus4 Bm7
Your almond trees, your warm and sex
G D
Your special days, your grand valise
A
Your mom's not home, your body plays
G D
Your rise and set, your mothwing bite
A Bm7 Bm
Your lonely boy, your soft machine
G D
Your swollen kiss, your paper birds
A G
You're different from, no one besides
(Ending)
G | Asus4 D (x9)
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