Misc Unsigned Bands – Charlotte Cornfield - Aslan (Guitar)

            C                       Bm
If you were any more elusive, you'd be invisible

Em           D          Bm   C      D
You are like Aslan, you just appear when it's time to

            C                  Bm
If you were any more hesitant, you'd be made of stone

Em       D        Bm        C        D
I cannot help it, I am just prone to falling like a penny

C                                              D
I thought you could've been my Neal Cassady or maybe just a friend

G                                              C
Still it's always disappointing when you drive home

C                                                D
I'm not too familiar with what goes on where the city ends

G                            C
Never tried to venture there alone

C                                                    D
I've got the keys to many doors but I can't find the keys to you

G                        C
And your lopsided summer smile

C                                               D
I was reaching for your sweatshirt as if it was a clue

G                             C
I was only there for a little while

C                  Bm
All I ever wanted, caution to the wind

      Em          D         Bm    C   D
Was a room with a window to write in, my own magic kingdom

C                  Bm
All I ever wanted, floating in the breeze

      Em           D       Bm          C     D
Was a feeling that made me weak in the knees for somebody or something

C                                      D
Could it be anymore of a nightmare and less of a dream?

G                                       C
Why are we constantly on the brink of a storm?

C                                        D
With soil so polluted it's not nutritive to anything

G                                    C
It's no wonder that you changed your mind

C                         D
Could it be any less of a zoo here?

G                      C
And do the white swans bite?

C                                    D
You're getting old like a blackening marshmallow

G                 C
on a windy August night

C                  Bm
All I ever wanted, caution to the wind

      Em          D         Bm    C   D
Was a room with a window to write in, my own magic kingdom

C                  Bm
All I ever wanted, floating in the breeze

      Em           D       Bm          C     D
Was a feeling that made me weak in the knees for somebody or something

C                         Bm
Crosby, Still & Nash were nothing without Young

Em           D        Bm      C
You took the cash but left me some

D
It wasn't enough for dinner