Portugal. The Man - Stables And Chairs

      chord with the * indicates one strum

[Intro]
Am E C E Am E C E Am

[Verse 1]
  E       C       E            Am     E     C
I met a face with ring rounded pocket eyes
     E             Am    E       C
That shaped folded banks inside,
      E        Am  E        C E
As he shivered out thoughts.
            Am         E          C                 E
They went: "golden and pale, wind whispers, breathe New Orleans",
Am                    E                                           Am
Through basements and racetracks met hollowed out from stretching mouths.

Am

          E             C           E
All these thoughts were rolled onto needles,
     Am           E      C           E
That spilled from heads, tumble like apples,
     Am       E    C                 E
Fell into the sky, that’s where they hide,
      Am            E
Where rubies turned diamonds.
     C              E        Am E
Like textures, like sunshine,
       C               E        Am  E
Behind hands arms lift into its own.
                                Am
Behind hands arms lift into its own.

[Chorus]
Am     Dm                    G              Am
As the stadium sheds out the crowd into the streets,
                 Dm                             G
And out of their throats pours, tongues licking down,
              Am
"What will we become?"

E* Am
E*

[Verse 2]
Am          E         C       E
Rhythms fed gently in vacuums perspired
     Am              E
Will stay where it's warm,
           C             E            Am    E C E
Where it's safe from the down beating drums.
            Am         E          C                 E            Am E
They went: "golden and pale, wind whispers, breathe New Orleans",
       C               E        Am  E
Behind hands arms lift into its own.
                                Am
Behind hands arms lift into its own.

[Bridge]
Am Dm G  Am* C* Em* Am*
Am Dm G  Am* C* Em* Am*

Am                 Dm
As habits pull the sleep out,
               G                           Am
Covered in the sheets that harbor rest and sunshine.
                   Dm
As habits pull the sleep out,
               G                           Am
Covered in the sheets that harbor rest and sunshine.

[Chorus]
       Dm                    G              Am
As the stadium sheds out the crowd into the streets,
                 Dm                             G
And out of their throats pours, tongues licking down,
              Am
"What will we become?"

Am

[Outro]
C*   Em* Am
Into its own.
C*   Em* Am
Into its own.
C*   Em* Am
Into its own.