Chris Knox - http://www.chrisknox.co.nz/Media/
Verse 1:
[G]Seems [F]like [C]you and me are s[D]tuck together
[G]Feels [F]like we've [C]never been ap[D]art
[G]Seems [F]like [C]you are my skin of [D]supple leather
[G]Seems [F]like your [C]blood pumps through my [D]heart
[G]Seems [F]like [C]you and me are [D]one another
[G]Feels [F]like we [C]couldn't be un[D]-joined
[G]Seems [F]like I [C]am your sister, [D]you're my brother
[G]Feels [F]like a [C]phrase yet to be [D]coined
Bridge:
[G]But maybe we [C]find a thing that [F]cannot be ig[D]nored
[G]That will leave a standing [C]naked on a s[F]tranger's iron s[D]hore
Verse 2:
G / F / C / D (like 1st)
Seems like I am to you a vital organ
Feels like you are to me the air
Seems like without your night I'd have no morning
Feels like you'll always want me here
Bridge:
But maybe there's something that could never be foreseen
A fragile thing that rusts inside our finely honed machine
Chorus:
[C]Ohooooo[D]oooo If [G]we should ever [F]be untethered
[C]Ohooooo[D]oooo If [G]somehow we should [Em]end
[C]Ohooooo[D]oooo If [G]we could not go [F]on together
[C]Ohooooo[D]oooo Apa[G]rt you'd be my g[Em]ood and trusting [D]friend
Verse 3:
[G] [/] [F] [/] [C] [/] [D]
Seems like a letter written to a cover
Feels like a note I'll never send
Verse 1:
[G]Seems [F]like [C]you and me are s[D]tuck together
[G]Feels [F]like we've [C]never been ap[D]art
[G]Seems [F]like [C]you are my skin of [D]supple leather
[G]Seems [F]like your [C]blood pumps through my [D]heart
[G]Seems [F]like [C]you and me are [D]one another
[G]Feels [F]like we [C]couldn't be un[D]-joined
[G]Seems [F]like I [C]am your sister, [D]you're my brother
[G]Feels [F]like a [C]phrase yet to be [D]coined
Bridge:
[G]But maybe we [C]find a thing that [F]cannot be ig[D]nored
[G]That will leave a standing [C]naked on a s[F]tranger's iron s[D]hore
Verse 2:
G / F / C / D (like 1st)
Seems like I am to you a vital organ
Feels like you are to me the air
Seems like without your night I'd have no morning
Feels like you'll always want me here
Bridge:
But maybe there's something that could never be foreseen
A fragile thing that rusts inside our finely honed machine
Chorus:
[C]Ohooooo[D]oooo If [G]we should ever [F]be untethered
[C]Ohooooo[D]oooo If [G]somehow we should [Em]end
[C]Ohooooo[D]oooo If [G]we could not go [F]on together
[C]Ohooooo[D]oooo Apa[G]rt you'd be my g[Em]ood and trusting [D]friend
Verse 3:
[G] [/] [F] [/] [C] [/] [D]
Seems like a letter written to a cover
Feels like a note I'll never send