Trampoline
The Unlikely Candidates
Standard Tuning
Capo 3
Chords
C x32010
CM7 x32000
Cadd9 x32030
G 320003
F 133211
Am x02210
Intro
C CM7 x3
C Cadd9 x1
C CM7 x3
C Cadd9 x1
Verse
C
Everybody's crazy for pretending they're not
G
Used to be as kids but I guess we forgot
F
How many years does it take to unlearn
F
Life's just a game and it's just your turn
C
I look out the window at my old trampoline
G
Forgotten and rusted like all of my dreams
F
Maybe the best thing that I can do is
F
Begin again and start things a new
Chorus
C G
So I'll beat the drum and scream at the sun
F C
Trampoline
G
Up, up, up
F
Down
C G
Begin again and find a new end
F C
Trampoline
G
Up, up, up
F
Down
Trampoline
Pre-Verse
C CM7 x3
C Cadd9 x1
Verse
C
She led me by the hand to the trampoline
G
My muse walked me through my dizzy drunken dream
F
Young lovers making heat on a summer night
F
Her lily skin burning naked and bright
C
We confessed to each other that we felt the same
G
She pulled me in close and slowly breathed my name
F
Wish I could stare again into those eager honest eyes
F
That now in my mind glare at me with despise
Chorus
C G
So I'll beat the drum and scream at the sun
F C
Trampoline
G
Up, up, up
F
Down
C G
Begin again and find a new end
F C
Trampoline
G
Up, up, up
F
Down
Trampoline
Bridge
Am C
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
Am C
Wish I could go back and just rewind
Am C
And see the world through a newborn's eyes
G
Strip my consciousness of its filters and its favorite lies
Verse
C
I'm tired of being one of the living dead
G
Walking through their doldrums to their icy beds
F
They exchange cold shakes and disposable smiles
F
A mess of unhappiness and denial
C
I just want to dance in the pouring rain
G
Not care if people call me insane
F
Live and love like I've never been hurt
F
Come home happy covered in dirt
Chorus
C G
So I'll beat the drum and scream at the sun
F C
Trampoline
G
Up, up, up
F
Down
C G
Begin again and find a new end
F C
Trampoline
G
Up, up, up
F
Down
Trampoline
Outro
C G F
I want to see your face and not feel a thing
C G F
I want to hear your voice and not feel its sting
C G F
I want to be purged, I want to be cured of this degenerative disease
C G F
These dark dreams and these lies that I believe
C
Oh trampoline
