from Richard Buckner’s “Dents and Shells”
tabbed by Mike Berry
[Bm] [Am] [Em] [G]
Come [D]on
I’d love to [Am]talk to you out[Em]side
In the open [G]air, some[Bm]where
To [Am]take it, too, and [Em]watch it go
Any[G]where, in [D]here
You [Am]never know
And I [Em]don’t mean to chase you [G]down
I [Bm]need the [Am]dance to slow, closing [Em]up
And going [G]out, [Bm]passing
As the words to [Am]come, slipping
As the nights will [Em]do, burning
As the clouded [G]sun letting nothing [Bm]through
[Am] [Em] [G]
(well, here it [D]is)
You see, the [Am]walls are gone some[Em]times
There’s no other [G]way
Is looking [Bm]down, still [Am]moving on?
I’d [Em]think you’d know what to [G]say
[Bm]Are you warming in the [Am]dark?
See the times above us [Em]move
How close is just too [G]far, setting off
In[Bm]to [Am] [Em] [G] [Bm] [Am] [Em] [G]
“I [D]will”, though
I’ve been [Am]thrown before
I [Em]guess
Put the bones to [G]use!
[Bm]I’m hoping that you’d [Am]find my door
O, come [Em]on
I’d love to [G]talk to you
