Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

I am starting to sense your location

 You are somewhere in the attic

 Looking something close to tragic

 Knitting t-shirts and your mattress

 I'm floating on the stairwell

 With my toes grazing the cedar

 Thinking softly what a tinder box we live in

 And what a flammable heart I've been given

You could be in several different places

 I am sensing your location

 I am starting to sense your location

 You are somewhere in the basement

 Beating on a makeshift drum kit

 Songs that I can hardly stomach

 I'm floating on the stairwell

 With my fingers shaking frantic

 Thinking softly what a concrete mess we live in

 And what a ice box heart I've been given

You could be in several different places

 I am sensing your location

You could be in several different

I am starting to sense your locale now

I am to starting to sense your location

 In in an old abandoned mansion

 In a country side of England

 Spirits trapped inside the linens

 And you're feeling quite at home there

 Also feeling somewhat lonely

 No one sees you in your pixelated fish nets

 And your black and orange beret

You could be in several different places

 I am sensing your location

You could be in several different

I am starting to sense your locale now

Oh please believe the ghost in me

 Is doing what I can to find you out

 end on

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