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Phantom Limb
Shins
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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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