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Another Travelin Song

Bright Eyes

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Well I�m changing all my strings
                                    E
I�m gonna write another travellin song
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About all the billion highways
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And the cities at the break of dawn
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Well I guess the best that I can do now
                                   E
Is pretend that I�ve done nothing wrong
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And dream about a train that�s gonna
 E                        B
Take me back where I belong
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Now the ocean speaks and spits
                               E
And I can hear it from the interstate
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And I�m screaming at my brother
 E                           F#
On the cell phone, he is far away
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And I�m sayin� nothing in the past
                               E
Or future ever will feel like today
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Until we�re parkin in an alley
E                         B
Just hopin that our shit is safe
 
        E                 B
So I go back and forth forever
        E                    B
All my thoughts, they come in pairs
        E              B               F#
Well I will I won�t I doubt I don�t I�m not surprised
E                  F#              B
But I never feel quite prepared (woo!)

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(DEAD STRUMMING)
Now I�m hunched over a typewriter
I guess you�d call that paintin� in a cave
And there�s a word I can�t remember
And a feeling I can not escape
And now my ashtray�s overflowin'
I�m still starin at a clean white page
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And morning�s at my window
            E                 B
And she is sending me to bed again
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Well I dreamed the dark on the horizon
                                    E
I dreamed a desert where the dead layed down
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I dreamed a prostituted child
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Touching an old man in a fast food crowd
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Oh Yeah I dreamt a ship was sinkin'
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There was people screamin� all around
F#
And I awoke to my alarm clock
          E                        B
Tt was a pop song, it was playin� loud
 
           E                     B
So I will find my fears and face them
           E               B
Or I will cower like a dog
          E                       B
I will kick and scream or kneel and plead
           E                F#                   B
I will fight like hell to hide that I�m giving up

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Another Travelin Song

Bright Eyes