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Mountain Time - Andrew Savage

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[Intro]

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[Verse 1]

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Mountain time wasn't on my mind that morning

A7 Em7

I shot out of bed, you were curled in a ball

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The sun was a dim strip of amber across

A7

The edge of the Earth and the black oily blue of the sky

Em7

I heard your voice ask why

(A7)

As I wiped the glass dry

[Instrumental]

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[Verse 2]

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Well, she mostly draws bulls these days, that's what I'd say

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If ever anyone asked about you

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I'd say it used to be horses, before that, it was trucks

A7 Em7

I'd say next, it's container ships docking below

A V-shape of ducks

[Chorus]

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But you always belong to yourself

Em7

Even when you're not you

[Verse 3]

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Every time I try escaping, I lose

A7 Em7

If you were a unit of time, what would you be called?

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Everything that's ever happened, or could happen

(A7)

Tied up like yarn in a ball

[Instrumental]

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[Verse 4]

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Somewhere young lovers sneak out secretly

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Somewhere a ball wrecks a jail to the ground

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But nowhere's like this and nothin' else is as perfect

A7 Em7

That's the end of this bar after you've just sat down

[Verse 5]

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Well, I live off paychecks much like you kind folks

A7 Em7

Who paid just to hear several songs about fire

A7 Em7

And I've hit hard times, but I'll still make it work

A7 Em7

I'm not one of those jerks who just talk about themselves

They're often liars

[Chorus]

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But you always belong to yourself

Em7

Even when you're no one

[Verse 6]

A7 Em7

You might wear a disguise, but you'll never outrun

A7 Em7

If we were a unit of mass, what would we float above?

A7

The night and its sound, and the rate that it travels

Em7

And the way it unravels as silence

[Outro]

A7

Perched like a bird on a glove

Em7

Dried up like bones in the sand

A7

Bleeding like trees in October

Em7

Bare as the palm of your hand

A7

Sweet as an hour going backwards

Em7

Louder than the wind between planets

A7

Tied up like yarn in a ball

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