Austin Collins & Daniel Makins - Bridge Street Lullaby
Capo 2
[C]I give you metallic license
Spin your [F]wheels until they cough
[C]Deaths got all its fingers hanging d[F]own like broken slats
If I speak to you in metaphors
And tongues that make you sing
Will you drop the act of getting by and pray for shiny things
[Am]But you tried to make it better
[F]And I tried to understand
[Am]That night we walked across the bridge
[F]You held on to my hand
[G]Ive got time to w[F]ait for y[C]ou
[G]You crossed my mind a [F]time or [C]two
[Am]Im a[C]lright, y[Am]oure ok[C]
[Am]Close your [G]eyes . . . babe
I come home to you calling
And youre waiting by the phone
The black and red passing signs forever pushing on
Soot-colored window sills
Solemn-covered views
Accentuate the distance, darkening the hews
Accents of your inflections
Were starving for the same
Old feelings start and flutter
Like your dress a picture frame
Chorus
[Am]I wish it were as harmless
[F]As you wanted it to be
[Am]Could justify the things I do
[F]Each night so I can sleep
Capo 2
[C]I give you metallic license
Spin your [F]wheels until they cough
[C]Deaths got all its fingers hanging d[F]own like broken slats
If I speak to you in metaphors
And tongues that make you sing
Will you drop the act of getting by and pray for shiny things
[Am]But you tried to make it better
[F]And I tried to understand
[Am]That night we walked across the bridge
[F]You held on to my hand
[G]Ive got time to w[F]ait for y[C]ou
[G]You crossed my mind a [F]time or [C]two
[Am]Im a[C]lright, y[Am]oure ok[C]
[Am]Close your [G]eyes . . . babe
I come home to you calling
And youre waiting by the phone
The black and red passing signs forever pushing on
Soot-colored window sills
Solemn-covered views
Accentuate the distance, darkening the hews
Accents of your inflections
Were starving for the same
Old feelings start and flutter
Like your dress a picture frame
Chorus
[Am]I wish it were as harmless
[F]As you wanted it to be
[Am]Could justify the things I do
[F]Each night so I can sleep