Chords
Sundays Pretty Icons

Key: F

Introduction:

             Am                         F 
There is no hole in which to hide
             Am     Em 
There is no plane to catch
       Am                       F 
No hope, tell them that's warm enough
       Am                                         G       E 
No rent to a room that's quiet
         Am                             F 
A friend I've known through six degrees
               Am                           Em 
Comes down to where I hide
       Am                   F 
A friend I've known through dreams and prayers
             Am                           G         C 
She comes back to my side
 C                                                             F 
You're so far from wanting to talk
 C                                                         G                           Em 
You're so far from wanting to say something good
 G                               E 
Feel something good
           Am                       F 
The sea cries of loves of girls
           Am                     Em 
The sea cries of boys
           Am                 F 
The storm, we are the both of us
           Am                       G       C 
Too close to ever love
 C                                                   F 
Whisky from the island of Sun
 C                                                               G 
Whisky from the year you were born
                           Em                     G               E 
Tastes like kidnap and ransom and exile
 Am                                           F 
Somebody asked me what hell was like
 Am                                       Em 
Somebody asked me for help
 Am                                           F 
Somebody asked me what hell was like
 Am                                         G                               F     C 
Lunging and happening, parting of souls
 F                                           C 
Every girl you ever admired (Every boy you ever desired)
 F                                           C 
Every love you ever forgot (every person that you)
 F                           C 
despised is forgiven