Levers And Gears
Lauren O'ConnellVersion1
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You see I've this friend
Who doesn't exist
He takes strides all in time
With the watch on his wrist
And I only speak 'cos he compels me to
It's much like the voice
That lives in my sleep
Painting Xes on dreams
That I'd like to keep
But I'd rather not mention that they all feature you
Maybe I'm not right between my ears
But crazy's just crazy, so it makes me not an ounce less sincere
But I've got a notion that you're this way too
So let's be together in a white padded room
And make lovely machines of our twisted up levers and gears
Sometimes I send letters
From my fireplace
Yeah, I set them aglow
Watch them burn into space
As they float softly away from me
They're all addressed
To the blackest of skies
And I ask them to pour
On all but you and I
So we'd huddle dry underneath the same tree
But my soul's got a voice
And a black telephone
And it calls me at night
When I am alone
And it's ranting and raving in languages I can't speak
But if everyone thought
All their thoughts right aloud
Would we all be locked up
And never let out?
I'm convinced it's not only me
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Readable chord sheet for Levers And Gears by Lauren O'Connell
[A] [F#m] [A] [E] [A]You see I've this friend Who doesn't exist He takes[F#m] strides all in time With the watch on his wrist And I on[D]ly speak[E] 'cos he compels[F#m] me to [E] [A] It's much like the voice That lives in my sleep Painting Xes on dreams That I'd like to keep But I'd rather not mention that they all feature you [A] [F#m] [E] [E] [D]Maybe I'm not ri[E]ght between my ears [F#m] [D]But crazy's just crazy, so it ma[E]kes me not an ou[A]nce less sincere [F#m] [D]But I've got a notion that you'r[E]e this way too [A]So let's be together in a white [F#m]padded room And make lovely [Bm]machines of our twisted [D]up levers and gears [E] [A] [F#m] [A] [E] Sometimes I send letters From my fireplace Yeah, I set them aglow Watch them burn into space As they float softly away from me They're all addressed To the blackest of skies And I ask them to pour On all but you and I So we'd huddle dry underneath the same tree [A] [F#m] [D]But my soul's got a voice [A]And a black telephone [D]And it calls me at night [E]When I am alone [C#m]And it's ranting and raving in languages[Bm] I can't speak [E] [D]But if everyone thought [A]All their thoughts right aloud [D]Would we all be locked up [E]And never let out? [C#m]I'm convinced it[Bm]'s not only me [E]