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E Esus4 E Esus4 A Aadd6 A Aadd6 E Esus4 E E There's a crack in my memory, B as if something has gone A and split the foundation E of shadow, of song. C#m And rattled the windows, A and the tiny regrets. E B And the tiny glasses houses E that I tried to forget. E Drink â??til youâ??re sleeping, B I love you that way. A Like we are all babies; E all our beds are unmade. C#m No memory has molded A enough to forget. E B And our tiny glass houses A E are not built for us yet. A Takes all of the courage, C#m and none of the pride, A to stand in the threshold- B to sit down inside. E Where we are not babies; B no we are not new. A And our tiny glass houses E A E with the beautiful view. E Thereâ??s a crack in my memory B where a funeral parade, A rolls through the doorway E that my memory made. C#m And funeral marches A to its funeral sounds. E B And the tiny glass houses A are all tumbling down. E B And tiny glass houses, A are all tumbling down. E B And tiny glass houses, A E are all tumbling down.
Written by Amelia Curran
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