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Capo 1st Fret
Verse 1
we used to act like we were
ten years old
sittin? on rooftops in the
morning cold
and we pointed at the
city,
though we’d never be so b
old
and all i needed was a
hand to hold.
it’s a somewhat addictive
state of mind
to always be hoping for another
glimpse inside
and even though
i know you’re
telling everybody e
lse
i can still think that i heard it
first.
Chorus
Because I
need a fri
end a
nd i can pretend
that
you might need o
ne t
oo.
Because I’ve
done too much
traveling a
lone
and I’m too
goddamn f
ar from h
ome.
I think I’m mostly
flesh. I
think you’re mostly b
one.
I am
made of
fire; yo
u’re made of st
one.
Verse 2
i thought you might be my someone
in the sand.
i thought i might be something you needed
like a good friend.
but you can keep your
distance,
i guess i’ll u
nderstand.
no one really wants a
fire on their hands.
Bridge
So let’s climb the flagpole!
See how high we get before we
fall.
Let’s meet in the belltower.
If we can ever get up there at
all.
And we can watch the gears t[C/G]urn.
Because a stone will crack before it b[C/G]urns.
Still a fire never
learns.
