EA gardener told me some plants move
B
But I could not believe it
F#m
Till me and Hannah Hunt
Saw crawling vines and weeping willows
BE
As we made our way from Providence to Phoenix
EA man of faith said
B
Hidden eyes could see what I was thinking
F#m
I just smiled and told him
That was only true of Hannah
BE
And we glided on through Waverley and Lincoln
BF#m
Our days were long our nights no longer
AE
Count the seconds, watching hours
BF#m
Though we live on the US dollar
AE
You and me, we got our own sense of time
E
In Santa Barbara, Hannah cried
B
And missed those freezing beaches
F#m
And I walked into town
To buy some kindling for the fire,
BE
Hannah tore the New York Times up into pieces
BF#m
If I can't trust you then damn it, Hannah
AE
There's no future, there's no answer
BF#m
Though we live on the US dollar
AE
You and me, we got our own sense of time
BF#m
If I can't trust you then damn it, Hannah
AE
There's no future, there's no answer
BF#m
Though we live on the US dollar
AE
You and me, we got our own sense of time
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