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EmDmC
there's a hand at dusk
BmAm
in the wake in the water its mine
AF
can you take the palm of it
CBmG
for every time you change your mind
EmDm
you are the flash of skin
CBmAm
seen through the leaves of anxious trees
AFC
the summer's touch just above the knee
AFC
just above the knee
DA
there's architecture here
GBmFA
and there are mountain peaks, oh-oh
DAG
and places dwelled upon by those
FC
who climb much higher than me
DAG
like so many miles you are compiled
BmFA
into books of maps by men with hands
DAGFC
can you believe that we will all get old
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AFC
it's getting old i know, i know
AFC
i'll hold your hair back when you're sick
AFC
it's getting old i know, i know
AFC
you still look good to me in that knee-length checkered dress
AFC
it's getting old i know, i know
AFC
you still look good to me in that knee-length checkered dress
AFC
it's getting old, it's getting old
AFC
the emperor of time has been stationed
AFC
where the cave ends, it melts into all forms of light
AF
i shall crack his dwelling
CA
and chase him to the far shores of the sea
FC
implicate my own dark appetite
AFC
the emperor of time has been stationed
AFC
where the cave ends, it melts into all forms of light
AF
i shall crush his dwelling
CA
and chase him to the white shores of the sea
FC
implicate my own appetite
AFC
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