Hey Rosetta! – Becky I Keep Singing This Song (Guitar)

       C             Dm
You're under another night

        G                      C
And you drank too much of that rye

       Am          Dm
You're riding your bike

           G                        C
And you're tearing a left at the lights

        Am                       Dm
You can smell that the summer is done

         G                   C
And the winter hangs over us all

             Am                        Dm
You'll go to work when the morning has come

    G                       C  G  F
But now there's nothing but stars

C                  Em                F
Pull me out of my, pull me out of my body

    C        G   F
And into the black

                    C    Em        F
The one feeling you wanted, you want it

        C               G       F
Is the one thing you're holding back

    C                     Dm
Now no one could call you weak

                G                        C
You've been as stoic and strong as could be

    Am                   Dm
But nothing is simple or straight

         G                            C
And you drank till they turned you away

         Am                 Dm
There's so much to take in, so much to taste

      G                     C
Even shadows and edges all explode in your face

         Am              Dm
But then remember a fall night

         G                   C  G  F
With the moon as big as your mind

Em                        F
Becky, I keep having this dream

       Dm                         G
In the night where it seems I can fly

     Em                   F
But only when no one's around

         Dm                    G
When the people appear I come plummeting down

 Em                   F
Jung, Carl, tell me, what can that mean?

   Dm                            G
I swear I'm not scared, I'm just happy to be here

Em                             F
How can you tell me that these beautiful things

    Dm                       G
Are holding me back before I even begin?

Em                        F
Becky, I keep having this thought

               Dm               G
That you don't even exist and I just made you up

             Em                      F
Cause it's a sin to be alone in your prime

        Dm                        G
On the grass with a stain on your pants from your bike

Em                    F
Young carl, tell me, what can it mean?

   Dm                        G
I swear I'm not sad i'm just lucky to be here

 Em                           F
How can you tell me that these beautiful things

    Dm                       G
Are holding me back before I even begin...

   C                  Em                F
To pull me out of my, pull me out of my body

    C        G   F
And into the black

                    C    Em     F
The one feeling you wanted, you want it

       C                G       F
Is the one thing you're holding back

                  C        Em      F
Pull me out of my, pull me out of it

    C        G           F
And into the black-black-black

                 C Em             F
Pull me out of it, pull me out of it

    Am          Dm
and into a fall night

             G                   C  G  F
Where you're falling off of your bike