Beirut – When I Die (Guitar)

Bb
When I die

          C
I want to travel light

            F
Or rinse my hands

               Bb
So I catch the satellite

Bb
Don't cry

                    C
I promise that I'll get it right

          F                   Bb
I've been practicing my whole life

Bb
When I'm fine

           C
I become a different man

          F             Bb
All these distances and abandoned light

Bb                      C
In time, passing forces did collide

         F
Into her arms of rot

       Bb
And it was alright

Bb            C
Now I, I feel right

           F                      Bb
What would death steal that could harm me?

Bb         C
Now I feel right

       F
In the darkest lair

       Bb
I feel right again