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Missing

  • kolbrungardarsdott
  • Nov 5
  • 2 min read

Ég fullkomlega skáldaði þetta lag, engin nema fyrsta línan ber snefil af sannleika.



C   E7    Am


C  E7  Fmaj7


x2


verse 1:


C   E7                Am

the neighbour’s cat’s gone missing

C     E7        Fmaj7

the butcher lost his cleave

C   E7                Am

the skin on your cheek’s all patchy

C     E7        Fmaj7

i dug up some excuse’s grave


C   E7                Am

your letter sits unopened

C     E7        Fmaj7

on the counter in my foyer

C   E7                Am

next to my grandpa’s rainboots

C     E7        Fmaj7

the ones he let you borrow last year


chorus:

F     Em     Am

how could i ever ask you

          Dm           F

im not sure you should even want to 

        G         C Am

take the wheel and go down that road


F Em    

run out of bait

         Am           Dm

just throwing out an empty line into the lake

       Em                    E7     C

remember when we rowed here in sixth grade and you dropped your oar

              Gmaj7

can see it all


C   E7    Am


C  E7  Fmaj7


verse 2:


C   E7     Am

footprints on the sun soaked front lawn

C              E7         Fmaj7

follow the path right to my window

C   E7     Am

someone’s brother met you downtown

C              E7         Fmaj7

my sister asks if you’ll be at my next show


C   E7     Am

took the bus down to the centre

C              E7         Fmaj7

when the weather couldn’t get much colder

C   E7     Am

fogged up glass from night of no sleep

C              E7         Fmaj7

an empty space missing a shoulder


chorus:

F     Em     Am

how could i ever ask you

          Dm          F

im not sure you could even answer 

                        G          C Am

if i knocked on your door, would you even be home?


F Em    

run out of bait

         Am           Dm

just throwing out an empty line into the lake

       Em                    E7     C

remember when we rowed here in sixth grade and you dropped your oar

              Gmaj7

can see it all



C   E7    Am


C  E7  Fmaj7


x2

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