The Pulls

	  		


G G  
(make the second G chord a bar 3 G) 

Em 
Gravity  

It makes no sense to me 
        Am 
But it pulls me  
        Em 
Just like you do 

Em 
The higher i am 

The harder into ground i will slam 
        Am 
It will kill me 
        Em 
It’ll be messy 

Dm 
Here i am 
Fm              C          G 
Planted on the ground and waiting 
G                      G# 
Waiting for it to pull me 

(play the solo thing here or the chords below) 

C  C7M  C  C7M  
G# C G# C G# C G# 

Em 
If my logic isn’t sound 

What’s keeping our feet on the ground? 
   Am 
An equation (f=gmm/(r^2)) 
   Em 
Or special occasion 

Em 
Don’t get me wrong 

I’d rather be up in the clouds 
        Am 
But i’d worry 
        Em 
About coming down 

Dm 
Here we are 
        Fm      C 
Feeling worlds apart 
    G 
Yet sharing 
    G           G# 
The pull of gravity 

      C         G# 
Is it wrong 
      C         G# 
Is it wrong 
             C      G# 
To be pulled along 
      C    G# 
By a song 

Em 
By now 

I should have it all figured out 
           Am 
But you’ve pulled my  
            Em 
Outer space apart 

Em 
If gravity is embrace 

And time the love we chase 
        Am 
Well my darling 
              Em 
You must be a star 

Dm 
Here i am 
  Fm        C           G 
A meteoric stance as i give in 
               C 
Into the pulls