Round Here by Counting Crows

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Cadd9                          D
Step out the front door like a ghost
                          Em7
into the fog where no-one notices
                 G
the contrast of white on white.

              Cadd9
And in in between the moon and you
   D
angels get a better view
        Em7                         G
of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.


        Cadd9
I walk in the air between the rain
D
through myself and back again.
Em7                              G
Where?             I don't know.


Cadd9
  Maria says she's dying.
                    D
Through the door I hear her crying?
                     Em7           G
Why?               I don't know


          C     D                     Em    G
Round here we always stand up straight
          C     D                     Em    G
Round here, something radiates.


    Cadd9                         D
 Maria came from nashville with a suitcase in her hand
                Em7                              G
She said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like elvis
 Cadd9                           D
She walks along the edge where the ocean meets the land
                Em7                           G
just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
   Cadd9                           D
She parks her car outside of my house

takes her clothes off,
Em7                                    G
She say's she's close to understanding Jesus
                Cadd9                    D
She knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
        Em7                             G
She has trouble acting normal when shes nervous


       C          D               Em    G
Round here we're carving out our names
       C          D           Em        G
Round here we all look the same
          C                        D
Round here we talk just like lions

        Em                   G
But we sacarifice like lambs
          C            D                Em
Round here she's slipping through my hands

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A
 Sleeping children better run like the wind
Am7         D7            A   G A
Out of the lightning dream
  Am7              D7/A              A     
A
Mama's little baby better get herself in
 C          D
Out of the lightning


     Cadd9     D           Em7       G
She says, "It's only in my head."
     Cadd9                  D          Em7    G
She says, "shh...I know it's only in my head."


        Cadd9
But the girl on the street by the parking lot
      D
says:"Man, you should try to Take a shot
Em7                                   G
Can't you see my walls are crumbling?"


         Cadd9
Then she looks up at the building
              D
Say's she's thinking of jumping
                Em7
She says she's tired of life;

              G
She must be tired of something.


          C        D            Em    G
Round here she's always on my mind
     C     D              Em     G
Round here I got lots of time
          C                           D
Round here we're never sent to bed early
       Em               G
Man, nobody makes us wait
          C           D           Em           G
round here we stay up very, very, very, very late.
              C          D
I can't see nothin', nothin'
         Em
Around here
 G                     C
  You catch me if i'm falling,
                     D
You catch me if i'm falling,
                             Em
Will you catch me cause i'm falling down on you

G            Cadd9        D
 I said i'm under the gun

 Em7      G
around here
                   Cadd9       D
Oh, man I said i'm under the gun
        Em7
Around here
G                          Cadd9
  And I can't see nothin',nothin'
          Em
Round  here.

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