Cifra de Radio Monsoon - Jules Paymer
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[Verso 1]
D
I was out there counting Mississippis
You were smoking on a cigarette and playing with a rock
Gmaj7
I was saying that I'm scared to death
That all I'm ever gonna be is everything that I'm not
Em
I said, "Man, I think I got too high"
G Gmaj7
You just pointed up to that blue sky
D
You were drumming something on the steering wheel
I never heard you laugh like that, I never heard you sing
Gmaj7
You were saying every time you meet somebody you think you could love
G
You end up running like a sink
Em
Lookin' for a hill you could die on
Gmaj7
Running out of things to get high on
[Refrão]
Em G D
Well, I think if we were younger, it's exactly what we'd do
Be dumb enough to get stuck in a radio monsoon
Em G
But the whole world could be burning
And I'd be the last to know
And when I lose my memories
This'll be the last to go
G
[Verso 2]
D
I was chasing Tennessee
D
Got used to getting high and mean
And you were out there somewhere being loud
Gmaj7
You said "Maybe if we met, I think I would've been your friend"
But there's no sense in talking 'bout that now
Em
So we just keep driving with the roof off
G
Kickin' back your seat and take your shoes off
[Refrão]
Em G D
Well, I think when we get older we could make use of this land
Move into a metal house, grow flowers out of sand
I'd move to Alabama if it meant that we'd be close
I'd probably lose my mind but you'd still be the last to go
[Ponte]
Em G
Oh, paper boy turned to a man
You thought you couldn't but you can
Em G
Oh, paper boy, you grew up tall
D Gmaj7
But before you, I knew nothing at all
Em G
[Refrão]
Em G D
I think that all we have is in this radio monsoon
So let's wait until the black sky turns back into something blue
I used to beg for time to go real fast but now I don't
So God, take everything, but leave the gift of getting old
G D