Passenger - life's for the living
This is my first tab so bare with me!
I like to play with the Capo on 6 but it's down to choice I suppose.
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[Verse 1]
Em C
Well great clouds wrapped round the town like elastic
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Cars stood like toys made from Taiwanese plastic
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the boy laughed at the spastic dancing around in the rain
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While laundrettes clean clothes high heals rub toes
Em C
Puddles splashed huddles of bus top crows
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Dressed in their suits and their boots where they all looked the same
[Chorus 1]
Em C
I took myself down to the cafe to find all,
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the boys lost in books and crackling vinyl,
Em C D
and carved out a poem above the urinal that read..
Em D
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living,
G C
get what you need and give what your given,
Em C D
life is for the living so live it, or your better off dead.
[Verse 2]
Em C
Well the evening pulled the moon out of its package
G D
The stars shun like buttons on an old mans jacket
Em C D
We needed a nail but we tapped it till it fell off the wall
G D
While pigeons Peg drains sparks flew like planes
Em C
the rain showed the rainbows in the oil stains
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We all had new iPhones but no one had no one to call
[Chorus 2]
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When I stumbled down to the stomach of the town
Em C
where the window takes memories to slowly drown,
G D Em
with a hand to the sky and a mist in her eye she said..
Em D
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living,
G C
get what you need and give what your given,
Em C D
life is for the living so live it, or your better off dead.
[Verse 3]
Em C
I'm sick of this town this blind mans forage
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we take the dreams down and they stick em in storage
Em C D
and you can have em back son when you've paid off your mortgage and loans
G D
oh hell with this place ill go it my own way
Em C
I'll stick out my thumb and trudge down the highway
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someday someone must be going my way home
[Chorus 3]
Em C
until then I'll make my bed from a Disused car
G D
and with a mattress and leaves and a blanket of stars
Em C D
and I stitched the words into my heart with a needle and thread..
Em D
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living,
G C
get what you need and give what your given,
Em C D
life is for the living so live it, or your better off dead.
Em D
Don't you cry for the lost, smile for the living,
G C
get what you need and give what your given,
Em C D
life is for the living so live it, or your better off dead.
