Flightless Bird, American Mouth - Iron & Wine - Twilight.txt

 I was a quick wet boy                                         D

diving too deep for coins                                       h
All of your street light eyes                                   G

wide on my plastic toys                                        A
Then when the cops closed the fair,                      D

I cut my long baby hair                                        h
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you        G

everywhere                                                         A

Have I found you             D
Flightless bird,                h

jealous,                          G

weeping or                     A

lost you,                        D

american mouth             h
Big pill                          G

looming                        A

Now I'm a fat house cat                                       D
Nursing my sore blunt tongue                              h
Watching the warm poison rats curl through         G

the wide fence cracks                                        A
Pissing on magazine photos those                     D

fishing lures thrown in                                        h

the cold And clean blood of Christ                       G

mountain stream                                               A

Have I found you                 D
Flightless bird,                    h

grounded,                          G

bleeding or                         A

lost you,                            D

american mouth                   h
Big pill                               G

stuck                                  A

going down                        D

 

 

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