The Weakerthans – This Is A Fire Door Never Leave Open (Ukulele)

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Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room

C      Em         F
Half illuminate a face before they disappear

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You breathe in forty years of failing to describe a feeling

C             Em                F                                 G
I breathe out smoke against the window, trace the letters in your name

G                     F
Our letters sound the same full of all our changing

G                    F                              Cmaj9
That isn't change at all, all straight lines circle sometime

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You said somewhere there's a box full of replacement parts to

C       Em               F
All the tenderness we've broken or let rust away

C         Em          F
Somewhere sympathy is more than just a way of leaving

C         Em               F                                G
Somewhere someone says I'm sorry, someone's making plans to stay

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So tell me it's okay, tell me anything or

G                 F
Show me there's a pull unassailable 

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That will lead you there from the dark alone

     F
To benevolence that you've never known 

       Am                 Em               F
Or you knew when you were four and can't remember

        C
Where a small knife tears out those sloppy seams

        F
And the silence knows what you silence means

         Am           Em               F                                 Cmaj9
And your metaphors as mixed as you can make them, are linked like days together

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I still hear trains at night, when the wind is right I

G             F
Remember everything, lick and thread this string 

          C
That will never mend you or tailor more 

       F
Than a memory of a kitchen floor

       Am             Em               F
or the fire door that we kept propping open

      C
And I love this place, the enormous sky

        F
And the faces, hands that I'm haunted by

   Am                        F                                   Cmaj9
So why can't I forgive these buildings, these frameworks labeled home

C          Em               F
Headlights race towards the corner of the dining room

C      Em         F
Half illuminate a face before they disappear