Keep The Streets Empty For Me

	  		
Bm 
Memory comes when memory's old 
A 
I am never the first to know 
Bm 
Following this stream up north 
A 
Where do people like us float? 
Bm 
There is room in my lap 
A 
For bruises, asses, handclaps 
Bm 
I will never disappear 
A 
For forever, i'll be here 
Bm 
Whispering 
                 A                     Bm 
Morning keep the streets empty for me 
                 A 
Morning keep the streets empty for me 

I learned to not eat the snow 
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold 
On a bed of spider web 
I think of how to change myself 

A lot of hope in one man tent 
There's no room for innocence 
So take me home before the storm 
Velvet mites will keep us warm 

Whispering 
Morning keep the streets empty for me 
Morning keep the streets empty for me 

Bm 
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls 
A 
We were hungry before we were born 
Bm 
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls 
A 
We were hungry before we were born 

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls 
We were hungry before we were born 
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls 
We were hungry before we were born.