Bluebirds In A Fight

[Verso 1] C G These are your nuclear provisions Gsus2 C G C The past is a joke played on the future by the present G There is no cure for your decisions Gsus2 C G Am The futures a joke played on the present by the past [Verso 2] C If I asked you to pull the cord from the phone G Would you waltz me back to Babylon D C Could you sit there and watch me pull a sword from the stone G Just to keep the cable on Am Amaj7 (Ah, and is it enough) G I got a busy signal from the neighborhood watch C I saw the trash collector piss in a cup [Verso 3] G You know it happens but you never get to see it G Like a slasher flick victim taking time C To spell out help with the drip of their blood [Verso 4] Em F Em Its a private decline F Em A private decline D A barreling forward C Am Toward some form of bold new sorrows C G I was in the garden, I just didnt make a sound [Verso 5] Em | became a comicstrip snowball C Em I became a space-age locomotive D C Am Barreling forward toward some warm, some cold tomorrows C D G C But as of late it feels Im just one guy/one gal/one serpent-bound D And none of what I witnessed in the garden G C Even really seems worth it now [Verso 6] Em C Em Its just a quiet descent C Em A quiet descent G Cmaj7 D Em A quiet descent into fertile ground F Em A private concert from the daybreak band F Em Bluebirds in a fight [Verso 7] D C Am/C Am Asus4 Ray Beez pneumonic trees howl away whats left of the night C A river mumbling some wisdom ignored Baug A wisecrack from a stick in the mud E G Cmaj7sus2 C I was in the garden, I was wounded, I was ----stricken with love [Verso 8] C G But you dont always get the kind of help you need in time D C From help written in blood G C Cmaj7sus2 Cmaj7 Em (help written in blood) F Well form in private assembly Em F A tribal gathering intertwined Em D With the patience of a knot in the log flume wood C Am C You wouldnt rattle us if you tried [Verso 9] G For these are our nuclear provisions D C Long are the days G C Csus2 C Gone are the girls G These are our hour-by-hour decisions We can try but we cant fight C Am Am7 Our way out of this wet paper world Em C G Its a primal design and its gated in pearl {Instrumental} Em D C Am Em D G C Em D D7 Cmaj7 C Am7 Am Em D G C D Em Fmaj7 F Em A private concert from the big-bang band F Em Bluebirds in a fight D C Am Barreling privately toward trying to be just one guy C G When I was in the garden I was five for five Em Started out a slasher flick victim C Then I became a space-age locomotive G Now Im just trying to get out (Im just trying to get out) C Am Am7 C Im just trying to get out of this life alive G With these, my nuclear provisions D C Gone are the girls G C Long are the nights Cmaj7sus2 G These are my nuclear ----provisions D C Long gone are the girls G C Gone wrong are the nights G Bm/F# Em And what of I are my decisions? F Em A joke played on the future again F Bluebirds in a fight