Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

All around the room in a whirl

 You saw dancers catch fire when you were still a girl

 In a town that's built on the whispers of tattlers

 But yet to inspire a single dot in the Commonwealth atlas

God only knows how these things ever start

 An empty plate in the place of a heart

 That finds it's way on a trail of crumbs

 And stains windowpanes on the prints of thumbs

 So go take rest

 Pull the blankets up tightly with your knees to your chest

A far off sound

 But to such delicate ears it must seem like there's a zoo burning down

(over trumpet) x2

A nagging ache there must be some place better

Searched through every library book down to the last letter

Even Thornfield Manor sounds enticing

With echoes down the hall and on the walls the heads of bison

(This sounds cool with the glockenspiel but im not sure its %100 correct)

So go take rest

Pull the blankets up tightly with your knees to your chest

A schoolyard song

And no one can blame you for getting it so horribly wrong

The old saddlers breath that always smells of leather

The cafe sign letters been faded forever

Irrelevant facts from the history tester

Snowed under the chalk dust of last semester

Can't you see

What it's done to your mother, what it's done to me?

All their words

Will shatter into pieces when I lock you in my arms again

(another trumpet solo then riff until end)