I Am Disappeared

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          I keep having 
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dreams of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan 
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Of people wrapped up tight in the thing that'll kill them 
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Of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom 
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Of open seas and ways of life we've forgotten 
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I keep having dreams 

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Amy worked in a bar in Exeter 
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I went back to her house and I slept beside her 
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She woke up screaming in the middle of the night 
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Terrified of her own insides 
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Dreams of pirate ships and Patty Hearst 
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Breaking through a life of a rehearse 
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She can't remember which came first 
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The house the home or the terrible thirst 
                 G 
She keeps having dreams 

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      And on the worst days 
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When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes 
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      She's got her cowboy boots and her keys on the bed stand 
                   F 
So she can always run 
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She could get up and shower in half an hour 
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She'd be gone 

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I keep having dreams of things I need to do 
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Of waking up and not following through 
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It feels like I haven't slept at all 
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When I wake to a silence and she's facing the wall 
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Posters of Dylan and Hemingway 
           G                        Am 
An antique compass for a sailor's escape 
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She says you just can't live this way 
           G              Am 
I close my eyes and never say 
                  G 
I'm still having dreams 

F                    G 
      And on the worst days 
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When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes 
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      I sleep with my passport, one eye on the back door 
                  F 
So I can always run 
         Fm 
I could get up and shower in half an hour 
        Am 
I'd be gone 

Am 
   And come morning   I am disappeared 
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   Just an imprint    on the bed sheets 

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   And by the roadside   with my thumb out 
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   A car pulls up    and Bob's driving 
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   So I climb in    we don't say a word 
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   As we pull off    into the sunrise 

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   And these rivers    of tarmac 
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   Are like arteries     'cross the country 

Dm 
   We are blood cells 
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   Alive in 
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   The blood stream 
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   and the beating heart of the country 

Dm                 Am 
   We are electric      pulses 
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   In pathways      of the sleeping soul of the country 

Dm                 Am 
   We are electric      pulses 
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   In pathways      of the sleeping soul of the country 

Dm 
   We are electric 
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   In the sleeping soul of the country 
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   (the sleeping soul of the country) 

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