Chords for Jealous of the Birds - The Grass Begins To Eat Itself (Official Audio)

_ I wanna go up to you and say, I love you, I love you, I [B] love you. _ _
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_ _ [B] _ Ooh, _ smells the scent of wood, cold cups [A] of coffee. _
_ [A] Did you mean [F#] the words [B] you said? _
Tried to be severe, but felt like [A] a puppy. _
_ The seeds [F#] fall from [B] my hole.
Yes, I see [F] your grasp [B] against the keys to my bed.
Oh, yes, I see [F] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed.
Oh, yes, I see [F] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed.
Oh, yes, I see [C] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed. _ _
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_ My _ God, coming down to _ dance, and for [A] an oyster. _
_ What's the point [F#] _
without [B] a pearl? _
Earth becomes a bed, if our thunder [A] and sky would _ surely swallow [F#] _
up [B] my soul.
I see [F] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed.
Oh, yes, I see [C] your grasp [B] against the key to your [B] bed.
Oh, yes, I see [F] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed.
Oh, yes, I see [G] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed.
Oh, yes, I see [F] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed. _ _ _
This line [C] of _ [B] orange and seraphite growth.
Yes, I see [F] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed.
No, _ this line [G] of orange [B]
and seraphite growth.
Oh, darling, what do you do with the [Bm] truth?
Mozart wrote his first symphony when he was eight years old.
The coral reefs are blushed white and crumbling away.
The starlings still soar in memorations above Albert Bridge.
I _ _ need to call my parents more and form the words I love you.
The thunderstorm in Woodstock still colors my dreams.
Washing lines are strung like love did in the alleyways of Greek islands.
Neon light is burning into our retinas.
Maybe one day you'll believe that you're golden.
Maybe one day I'll write a novel and be satisfied.
Maybe one day we'll get to where we're going, and fruit will have heavy on the vine. _ _
I see [F] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed. _ _
This line [C] of _ [B] orange and seraphite growth.
Yes, I see [F] your grasp [E] against the key to your bed.
[B] No, _ this line [C] of _ [B] orange and seraphite growth.
Yes, I see [F] your grasp [B] against the key to your bed.
No, _ this line [F] of orange _ [B]
and seraphite growth.
Yes, I see [F] your grasp [F#] against the key to your bed.
[B] There's no peace.
This [F] line's not going [B] back.
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