Flowers For My Brain
Dear And The HeadlightsVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
We're just whistling past the graveyard
Laughing in backseats and restaurants
Don't know ourselves well but so what
We know each other
Floating down from all my mixed up meditations
Trying to straighten out my spine
It's been folding in the moments that I need it
I'm obsessing over finish lines
Asked you why you're smiling every time you see me
Said I remind you of a joke
I think you might actually me on to something
There's no point in trying to take ourselves so seriously
, x2
We're swaying in subconscious subways so insane
But your thoughts still bring flowers for my brain
And I still pull my hands past your ribcage
Hoping my movements might find their place at your side
For as long as you'd like
And we will weave in and out of sanity unnoticed
Swirling in blissfully restless visions of all our bleary progress
Glowing in radiant madness
Certain of all we're become
, x4
Now we're sneaking out the backdoor of our American minds
Gonna leave a couple hundred years of bad tradition behind
Done with swimming in the sea of agitated animal doubt
Gonna make up out own meanings till the final blackout (x2)
We're just whistling past the graveyard
donezo.
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Readable chord sheet for Flowers For My Brain by Dear And The Headlights
[A]We're just whistling past the g[E]raveyard Laughing in backseats and re[A]staurants Don't know ourselves well but so [E]what We know each other [Bm]Floating down from all my mixed up meditations [E]Trying to straighten out my spine [F#min]It's been folding in the moments that I need it [D]I'm obsessing over finish lines [Bm]Asked you why you're smiling every time you see me [E]Said I remind you of a joke [F#min]I think you might actually me on to something [D]There's no point in trying to take ourselves [E]so seriously [A],[E] x2 [A]We're swaying in subconscious subways so i[E]nsane But your thoughts still bring flowers for m[A]y brain And I still pull my hands past your [E]ribcage Hoping my movements might f[Bm]ind their place at your [E]side For as l[Bm]ong as you'd [E]like And we will weave in and out of sanity u[A]nnoticed Swirling in blissfully rest[E]less visions of all our bleary p[A]rogress Glowing in radiant m[E]adness Certain of all we're b[Bm]ecome [Bm], [E] x4 [Bm]Now we're sneaking out the backdoor of our A[E]merican minds [F#min]Gonna leave a couple hundred years of bad trad[D]ition behind [Bm]Done with swimming in the sea of agitated a[E]nimal doubt [F#min]Gonna make up out own meanings till the f[D]inal blackout (x2) [A]We're just whistling past the g[E]raveyard donezo.