Chords
Leeds

Key: G

Introduction:

G              D                      F                      G  C  
G                            D                         F  
G                                    D                                      F                      G  C  
It's dark at four PM in Leeds
G                                                                                              D                      F  
  the steeples pierce the skylight till the last of it bleeds
G                                      D                                    F                                                                              Gm  Cm  F              C  Cm  
The absent sound of another day as it recedes into the shadows until it's nothing
G                                    D                                                                                      F                      G  C  
Fax papers slipped under the hotel room door
G                                                                    D                            F  
like food for the prisoner or the prospect to the whore
G                                      D                                    F                                                                              Gm            Cm              F            C              Cm  
Well fed and halfway drunk I ache myself for more until I'm shadows of myself until I'm nothing
C                                      A7                                 G              Cm  
Sixteen black churches burning on the TV
C                                      A7                                 G              Cm  
all the way from Texas to Tennessee
C                                      A7                                 G                                    Cm            Gm            Cm            F                                    C  Cm  
a politician locks my eye and says to me there is no crisis here there's no conspiracy
G                                    D                                      F                                                                              G  C  
I crave inertia every move made so I can stop
G                                                            D                                    F  
Whatever this madness is in me spinning like a top
G                 D                                    F                                                                              Gm            Cm              F            C              Cm  
on a bed of anxiety over a deep dark drop down into nothingness into without-youness
C                                      A7                                 G              Cm  
Was it ever so evil creep like ivy,
C                                      A7                                                      G              Cm  
toe hold on the stronger half of nature's dichotomy
C                                      A7                                 G              Cm  
Beating back a path through nothing more than pure insistence
Gm              Cm            F                                    C  Cm  
Until here becomes the distance
G                                    D                                      F                      G  C  
G                                                                                              D                      F  Gm    Cm              F            C              Cm  
G                                    D                                      F                      G  C  
Hold my head love I'm sick tonight
G                                                 D                                                    F  
find the open hole and press your finger there will all your might
G                                      D                                                         F  
before the last ounce of my spirit bleeds
Gm              Cm            F                                    C  Cm                         G  
onto the pristine sheets of the hotel bed in Leeds
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