Standard (EADGBE)

Your hurried footsteps sound as if you're packing up and leaving town

 Beneath the second floor, every sound's exaggerated, and..

 This November snow, it makes it hard to see the open road.

 It seems the seasons change exactly when you're desperate for things to stay

 But if you call, if you call I will always answer you

 With words that ring with broken dreams, and are seldom ever used

 And it may come to you underground.

I wrote a clever song I always dreamt the crowd would sing along

 To my empty thoughts, and kill the poets to save their dying art.

 But if you call, if you call I will always answer you

 with words that ring with broken dreams, and are seldom ever used

 and I've never been a comfort

 'cause no one ever taught me how to grieve

 and we never quite remember

 so I'll carve our names in every fence and barely living tree

 and it may come to you

 in a dream or vision that

 you had while you're away

(ending riff)

underground.

then the ending riff is something like:

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