Аккорды Chris Eckman - This Curving Track

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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It gets me home this curving track
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It gets me home this curving track
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Look towards the distance, but it don't look back
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It gets me home this curving track
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Gonna til my soul, till it fears no more
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Walk up the steep steps to the 13th floor
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It gets me home this curving track

[Verse 2]
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Gonna take my chances in a better light
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Will take my chances in a better light
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Gonna run the gamut and subvert the night
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Will take my chances in a better light
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That old rented ghost house, set back from the street
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Two blocks from a river, we could hear but not see
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Gonna take my chances in a better light

[Bridge]
Em
Got so tired of being tired
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Suppose they call that weathered
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Red mountains in the low clouds
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Hanging there, untethered

[Verse 3]
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You brought the fire and I played with it
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You brought the fire and I played with it
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Cupped my hands, just to keep it lit
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Pulled my hands away, but I'll never forget
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Relinquished hope against best advice
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A pinball wizard who got back his sight
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You brought the fire and I played with it

[Bridge]
Em
Got so tired of being tired
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High and lonesome is a bitch
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Deep carved valleys push their weight
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Lost birds above the cliffs

[Verse 4]
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Gonna wander here, Gonna wander there
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Play some half-baked songs, at the county fair
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In a frozen land, where I could not care
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Gonna wander here, Gonna wander there
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I couldn't placate those sounds in the dark
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But I never turned over the whole apple cart
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Move along blackwater, move along
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Move along blackwater, move along

[Instrumental]
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[Outro]
G                                       C G
It gets me home this curving track
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It gets me home this curving track