D
[Verse 1]
D A
With my back on the floor
D G
Cold linoleum icing my growing pains
D A
Watch the ceiling fan turn its shape again
D
My threads are coming loose
D A
Yeah, I'm one spoon away
D G
From setting the ends of my hair on fire
D A
If I'm kindling for a little while
D G
At least I'd feel of use
[Chorus]
G D
Maybe then my breath could embody
Bm7
A wildfire starting
A
I'd sweep up the forest floor
G D
And my body'd breathe life into the corners
Bm7 A
Be a darker soil
A G A G E A Bm F#m G Em D G
[Verse 2]
D
Making lists, folding laundry
G
Keeping tidy with my radio show
Bm A
I'd be lying if I told you
D G
I'm keeping tidy anymore
D A
Yeah, I swing from believing
D G
That maybe my working will all pay off
D A
To considering drinking with Molotov
D G
I'm halfway out the door
[Chorus]
G D
Maybe then my breath could embody
Bm7
A wildfire starting
A G
I'd sweep up the forest floor
D
And my body'd breathe life into the corners
Bm A
Be a darker soil
A/D D G A/D A D E A Bm7 F#m G A
[Bridge]
D
Promise me
Bm
That you'll start where I end
D
And I promise to give you
G
Everything I am
Bm
(On and on and on)
D
We'll go on and on and on
[Outro]
A
In the end
All I hope for
Bm
Is to be a bit of warmth for you
D
When there's not a lot of warmth left
Em
To go around
