Phantom Limb by Shins

PHANTOM LIMB

A
Frozen into coats,
D			Bm…
White girls of the North,
G			D…
Fire past one, fire the one,
D
The are the fabled lambs,
E
A Sunday ham,
Bm
The ancient snow.

A						D
And they can float above the grass,
A
In circles if they tried,
G						D…
A latent power I know they hide,
D
To keep some hope alive,
E						Bb…
That a girl like I could ever try,
A
Could ever try.

Fm			D
So we just skirt the hallway signs,
E			Fm
A phantom and a fly,
Fm			D
Follow the lines and wonder why
E
There's no connection.

A
And weakened falling eyes,
D			Bm…
In cheap shots from the tribe,
G			D…
And we're often in Marcus' porch again,
D
Another afternoon
E
With the gold head tunes,
Bb
And pilfered booze.

A						D
We wandered through your mama's house,
A
And the milk from the window lights,
G						D…
Family portrait circa ninety-five,
D
This is that foreign land,
E
With the sprayed on tans,
Bm
And it all feels fine,
A
Beat it circa slime,

Fm			D
So, when they tap our mundane heads,
E			Fm
To zombie-walk in our stead,
Fm			D			E
This town seems hardly worth our time,
Fm			D			E
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Fm
To fall along in our crime,
Fm			D
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
E
With no connection.

A		D		E
No, oh-oh, oh-oh

A		D		E
No, oh-oh, oh-oh


Fm			D
So, when they tap our mundane heads,
E			Fm
To zombie-walk in our stead,
Fm			D			E
This town seems hardly worth our time,
Fm			D			E
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Fm
To fall along in our crime,
Fm			D
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
E
With no connection.

A		D		E
No, oh-oh, oh-oh

A		D		E
No, oh-oh, oh-oh


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