Pink Bullets - The Shins

Capo 3 - - intro: Em D A x4
verse
Em D A Em D A
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
Em D A Em D A
you held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Em D A Em D A
oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls
Em D A Em D A
my timid young fingers held a decent animal
chorus 1
G D
Over the ramparts you tossed
G D
the scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
G D F
tied to a brick sweet as a song
C D
the years have been short but the days were long
verse
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
we fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
when our kite lines first crossed we tied them into knots
and to finally fly apart we had to cut them off
chorus 2
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
so you understand less as the pages turn
or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast
that even I could be the star
bridge
C D F G
I don’t look back much as a rule
C D F G
and all this way before murder is cool
C D G C
but your memory is here and i'd like you to stay
D
a warm light on a winter's day
chorus (up to the 3rd line)
C F
the years have seemed short but the days go slowly by
C
to loose kites falling from the sky
F C D
drawn to the ground and an end to flight