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/INTRO/ A A Db No one knows why we were taught to look away D There might be something wrong with me Dm There's nothing that I can't believe E Db Gbm D Dm Are you listening two thousand miles from here? A Is the same sky just as clear? A A Db Out of the window the slow light morning D Dm First hits your hands, touches your face A Db Though it's uncomfortable, though it is awkward D Dm Days leave the night, eyes in the light A Db The only time you're listening D Dm When we run from all the things we could say A Db I don't know what you could be hearing D Dm The sounds have gone so far, far away /PIANO INTERLUDE/ Dbm Gbm (x4) Dm A Db I don't know why we were taught to look away D There might be something wrong with me Dm There's nothing that I won't believe E Db Gbm D Dm Are you listening two thousand miles from here? A Are the crickets just as clear?
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