Intro: A C#m A E
One-measure melody line (plays throughout intro, chorus): C#(x4), E(x4), F#(x4), B(x4)
Verse 1:
[C#m]Ceramic lights, is this television, is this first ideas[C#m+5]
[C#m]Laughter hangs from spindled towers, perception makes it re[C#m+5]al
[C#m]And blankets devour, autumn stretches, on a hill up high[C#m+5]
[C#m]Say don't you wait for me to give up on my side
Chorus:
[Amaj7]Holding the lights, ever[A]yone is burning down the pines[C#m]
[Amaj7]There's nowhere to hide, ev[A]eryone out here is so high[E]
[E]Oh, good god
Verse 2:
[C#m]Insides lit up with constellations, reflect teeming eyes[C#m+5]
[C#m]And all the sounds for newborn ears, fresh, noisy and alive[C#m+5]
[C#m]No don't you wait for me, no don't you wait, n[C#m+5]o don't you wait for me
[C#m]No, you can't burn what is already on fire
(Chorus)
Interlude: C#m
Verse 3:
[C#m]If there's a softness left then it's down deep
[C#m]Sleeping in the mines[C#m+5]
[C#m]And to get to it would stir the sticking fits
[C#m]From where they now reside[C#m+5]
[C#m]The smallness is the comfort between us
[C#m]But experience makes us mean[C#m+5]
[C#m]And I know I know, I know, I know
[C#m]This is where the woods will take you
(Chorus x2)
Outro: C#m
One-measure melody line (plays throughout intro, chorus): C#(x4), E(x4), F#(x4), B(x4)
Verse 1:
[C#m]Ceramic lights, is this television, is this first ideas[C#m+5]
[C#m]Laughter hangs from spindled towers, perception makes it re[C#m+5]al
[C#m]And blankets devour, autumn stretches, on a hill up high[C#m+5]
[C#m]Say don't you wait for me to give up on my side
Chorus:
[Amaj7]Holding the lights, ever[A]yone is burning down the pines[C#m]
[Amaj7]There's nowhere to hide, ev[A]eryone out here is so high[E]
[E]Oh, good god
Verse 2:
[C#m]Insides lit up with constellations, reflect teeming eyes[C#m+5]
[C#m]And all the sounds for newborn ears, fresh, noisy and alive[C#m+5]
[C#m]No don't you wait for me, no don't you wait, n[C#m+5]o don't you wait for me
[C#m]No, you can't burn what is already on fire
(Chorus)
Interlude: C#m
Verse 3:
[C#m]If there's a softness left then it's down deep
[C#m]Sleeping in the mines[C#m+5]
[C#m]And to get to it would stir the sticking fits
[C#m]From where they now reside[C#m+5]
[C#m]The smallness is the comfort between us
[C#m]But experience makes us mean[C#m+5]
[C#m]And I know I know, I know, I know
[C#m]This is where the woods will take you
(Chorus x2)
Outro: C#m