Friend

Verse Bb D You need the whole thing to make any of it useful. Eb Bb Try as we might to pull the limbs apart. F Eb My thumbs are getting raw from mending all the seams, F Eb Bb And all the thread that I could find was made from inside of me; my gut strings. [Verso 2] Bb D You need time to pass to see that there’s a difference. Eb Bb With stubborn eyes we try to ignore the change. F Eb My eyelids have come to rest. A beautiful blindness. F Eb Bb But the light at still is mocking me with shades of yellow and pink. [Refrão] F Eb There’s a scar on my stomach that leads to where I came from, D Eb And the shape of my hand fits so perfectly in my father’s glove. [Verso 3] Bb D You need the whole thing to make any of it useful. Eb Bb You need shade to fall in between the shimmering. F Eb You need moonlight to grow. F Eb You need aggravation to know which way to go. [Refrão] F Eb There’s a scar on my stomach that leads to where I came from, D Eb And the shape of my hand fits so perfectly in my father’s glove. Outro Bb D You need something to serve as a reminder. Eb Bb So without a scar we are incomplete. F You need the whole thing. Eb Bb You need the whole thing.