The Shins – Phantom Limb (Ukulele)

A                D
Frozen into coats,

                      Bm
White girls of the North,

G              D
Fire past one, fire the one,

D
They are the fabled lambs,

E
A Sunday ham,

Bm
The ancient snow.             

            A                        D
And they can float above the grass,

               A
In circles if they tried,

 G                    D
A latent power I know they hide,

D
To keep some hope alive,

E                   Bm
That a girl like I could ever try,

           A
Could ever try.

F#m           D                E
So we just skirt the hallway signs,

                F#m
A phantom and a fly,

F#               D              E           
Follow the lines and wonder why

A                         D
And weakened falling eyes,

                         Bm
In cheap shots from the tribe,

G                               D
And we're often in Marcus’ porch again,

D                                E
Another afternoon with the gold head tunes,

      Bm
And pilfered booze.

             A                   D
We wandered through your mama's house,

                         A
And the milk from the window lights,

           G                     D
Family portrait circa ninety-five,

              D
This is that foreign land,

              E
With the sprayed on tans,

             Bm
And it all feels fine,

               A
Beats circus slime,

F#m            D              E
So, when they tap our mundane heads,

                        F#m
To zombie-walk in our stead,

F#                   D                E
This town seems hardly worth our time,

F#m                D                E
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,

                  F#m
To fall along in our crime,

F#                     D                 E
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,