Shins - Past And Pendingadd

Intro-        D#       C#      G#      F#
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"as someone sets light to the first fire of Autumn
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 we settle down, to cut ourselves apart.
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 cough and twitch from the news on your face
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 and some foreign candle burning in your eyes

               D#       C#      G#       F#
               D#       C#      G#       C#
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 held to the past, too aware of the pending
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 chill as the dawn breaks and finds us up for sale
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 enter the fog another low road descending
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 away from the cold lust, your house and summertime

(Chorus-- Change from slow strumming of A to fast strumming before chorus)
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 blind to the last curse of the fair
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 pistols and countless eyes
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 a trail of white blood betrays
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 the reckless route your craft is running
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 feed till the sun turns into wood
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 dousing an ancient torch
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 loiter the whole day through
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 and lose yourself in lines dissecting love

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 your name on my cast and my notes on your stay
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 offer me little but doting on a crime
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 we've turned every stone and for all our inventions
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 in matters of love lost, we've no recourse at all

(Chorus)
 G#              F#                 G#
 blind to the last curse of the fair
                F#          G#
 pistols and countless eyes
                    F#
 a trail of white blood betrays
          B             C#                 G#
 the reckless route your craft is running
                F#                G#
 feed till the sun turns into wood
           F#             G#
 dousing an ancient torch
                F#                    B                 C#
 loiter the whole day through and lose yourself in lines dissecting,
   B                    C#            B                     C#
 lose yourself in lines dissecting, lose yourself in lines dissecting..."