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Counting Crows

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Round Here

  		C(add9)                          D
Step out the front door like a ghost
Into the fog where no-one notices 
The contrast of white on white.

And in in between the moon and you 
Angels get a better view
        Em7                          G
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.

I walk in the air between the rain 
Through myself and back again.
Em7                   G
Where?  I don't know.

Maria says she's dying.
Through the door I hear her crying?
        Em7           G
Why?    I don't know

          C     D                     Em    G
Round here we always stand up straight
          C     D                     Em    G
Round here, something radiates.

 C(add9)                         D  
Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
                Em7                              G
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
 C(add9)                           D
She walks along the edge where the ocean meets the land 
                Em7                           G
Just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
    C(add9)                           D
She parks her car outside of my house takes her clothes off,
Em7                                    G
She say's she's close to understanding Jesus
                 C(add9)                    D
She knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
        Em7                             G
She has trouble acting normal when shes nervous

       C          D               Em    G
Round here we're carving out our names
       C          D           Em        G
Round here we all look the same
          C                        D
Round here we talk just like lions

        Em                   G
But we sacrifice like lambs
          C            D                Em
Round here she's slipping through my hands

A D G A G 

A   Am7              D7/A                A  G A
 Sleeping children better run like the wind
Am7         D7            A   G A 
Out of the lightning dream
  Am7              D7/A              A     G A
Mama's little baby better get herself in
 C          D
Out of the lightning

     C(add9)     D           Em7       G
She says, "It's only in my head."
     C(add9)                  D          Em7    G
She says, "shh...I know it's only in my head."

But the girl on the street by the parking lot 
says:"Man, you should try to Take a shot
Em7                                   G
Can't you see my walls are crumbling?"

Then she looks up at the building
Say's she's thinking of jumping
She says she's tired of life;

She must be tired of something.

          C        D            Em    G
Round here she's always on my mind
          C        D              Em     G
Round here I got lots of time
          C                           D
Round here we're never sent to bed early
       Em               G
Man, nobody makes us wait
          C           D           Em           G           
round here we stay up very, very, very, very late.
              C          D
I can't see nothin', nothin'
Around here
 G                     C
  You catch me if I'm falling,
You catch me if I'm falling,
Will you catch me cause I'm falling down on you

G            C(add9)        D
 I said I'm under the gun

       Em7      G
Around here 
                   C(add9)       D
Oh, man I said I'm under the gun
Around here
G                          C(add9)
  And I can't see nothin',
Round      here.

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