C Em7 Digging up the bones of the failures I've buried F G I'm pulling out my white flags in various stages Dm The sun bleached in gray Am Gonna sew them all together Bb F Gonna fashion their bones into a frame G Tie the flags on a string F Stretched across until they're wings Fm I'm no closer to heaven (Listen to the song for timing but this part is C Em7 F C G/B Am G ) C Em7 I clipped a bird with my car on the freeway F He won't see a burial G Dm And all week long I kept thinking of death Bb How me and Hemingway share forehead scars F G I won't meet the same fate that he did F In a world that I can't fix Fm With a hammer in my grip I'm no closer to heaven Am Dm It feels like the day before something important G C G/D It feels like the first snow of the season that sticks Am Dm It's how I'll always feel like a failure G In the back of my head F* (Hold this note) No matter where I've been Fm The future feels bright C Em7 The glow of the city F Out across the great plains G With the closer I get Dm The further I feel away Am I can stay here in the darkness Bb F Feels like I'm wandering in circles for days G We never reach the gates F I'll keep walking anyway Fm I'm no closer to heaven
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