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Point Being

Lucksmiths

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Transcribed by Andy Willinger
Culver City, CA. USA [andy_willinger@(remove to reply)yahoo.com]

Point Being
-The Lucksmiths
(Mark Monnone)

D A  Em7 A7
              D              Em7             A7
   It was everything you'd hope for at the start of the day
              D              Em7             A7
   Every feeling you'd want that words would not convey
             Em7                 A7
   I heard all my favourite numbers
        Em7          A7
   And all my favourite names

            D           Em7
   And I could see Point-B
          D       A7
   but there was no way
                Em
   that I could leave this sanctuary
                    A
   that I call Point-A

   Everyone was busy with their earnest plans
   I was feeling dizzy with life's cold demands
   Her bicycle was resting
   against the wall in the hallway

   And I could see Point-B
   but there was no way
   that I could leave this sanctuary
   that I call Point-A

   Em       G        A
   Finally found my feet
   Em       G        A
   Sunshine hit the street
   Em             G   A
   A lifetime of misery that could've been
                 G
   just went begging......

   The hope that I might fly
   would be my chief defense
   Sunshine licked my eye
   Wrapped myself in a fence

   I crashed that little bike
   and lost my baby tooth
   Broken gears and buckled wheel
   But I will fix it before she knows the truth

   And I could see Point-B
   but there was no way
   that I could leave....

   And I could see Point-B
   but there was no way
   that I could leave this sanctuary...
            Em
   On this Earth there is no secret
           A
   Small enough could keep your trap shut