Enter Sylvia Plath

	  		INTRO:  Am C G D   (2x)    
     
Verse 1:
Am     
Come, and steal my thoughts away     
             G      
Thief of my identity     
                    F          E     
I was holding on to decency, reality     
Am     
Come, and take me for a while     
            G      
Up to your abundant pace     
                            F             E     
I?ll be your sidecar if you want to race, want to race   
  
     
   
F      
Put your hand on mine     
                      C      
And take me from this tired ride     
                  G      
Take me from this early night     
                          Am     
From the sea and rain and countryside     
       F      
If you talk to me then soon     
               C      
I?ll be your accomplice in words     
                 G      
And we will talk only in verse     
             E     
Talk only in verse    
 
     
Verse 2:
 
Am     
I will leave the ones I love     
                   G      
Leave them for the years to come     
                     F            E     
Even though I may be doing wrong, doing wrong     
Am     
I will follow in your steps     
                 G      
Walk out to the station cold     
                           F          E     
Buy a ticket and and then slowly go, slowly go 
    
     
     
F      
In this place and time     
            C      
Easy is the first escape     
                   G      
I got money I need no disguise     
                  Am     
I?m a citizen and city wise     
F      
In this time and place     
                         C      
There is no one who will shoot you down     
                G      
No one who will take a girl     
                       A     
And tell her she can?t have the world     

     
SYNTH G  O - SPONKEN WORD PART (2x)     
Dm F C G  
     
Verse 3:
     
Dm     
Boy, you don?t know what you want     
                  C      
It isn?t what you think it is     
                              Bb          A     
All the dreams, and guilt and loneliness, loneliness     
Dm     
Boy, if we were to be friends     
              C      
Subtle is the art required     
                           Bb           A     
To draw the evil from this lonely pyre, lonely pyre  
   
     

Bb    
Take this hand from me     
                        F      
And guide me round your tools of work     
                     C      
Fashion me into your junior clerk     
                       Dm     
Let me live in shadows of your words     
     Bb     
When things get tough for you     
                          F      
As they did when you came up through the ranks     
                       C      
You can borrow from my faith     
        A     
From my faith, from my faith...     

     
OUTRO: "FROM MY F ITH" PART     
G D A A 
G D A A 
repeat it until it ends/fades out