Chords for The Brothers Comatose - "Tops of the Trees" (Tiny Desk Concert Contest)

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[D#] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] I got _ 16 _ bounties [F#m] on this poor little mind
[Bm] _ There's no chance in winning [F#m] so I might as well _ [Bm] try
That big red sun is [F#m] about to go _ down
Well [E] I guess it's high time I [D] got the heat out of _ [Bm] town
_ Need to find a place where [F#m] I can rest and be _ kind
_ [Bm] Got too much longer stuff [F#m] _
behind my _ _ eyes
[Bm] Need to find a place in [F#m] the middle or _ beyond
Well [E] I tell you little angel, _ [D] you'll never know how _ I'm gone
_ And as [F#m] the tops of the _ trees turn [A] from gold into [Bm] green
_ [D] And the _ riverside soft into _ dirt
And _ as [F#m] the lights roll in mid hour [A] on a _ [Bm] joyous gain
[D] And the city cries softly to _ _ me
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_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] Well _ everyday _ _ [Em] people [F#m] are trying to find
_ _ [Bm] The perfect train to get them [F#m] where they're going on _ time
[Bm] For me that's the hardest [F#m] thing I've ever _ known
[E] So watch for me walking [D] down that big open _ _ road
[B] If I don't [D] pay attention I'll [F#m] be asleep through my night
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[Bm] Don't need to wait for [F#m] all my sloths to _ die
_ [Bm] See the dark moon is [F#m] the _ same as mine
[E] She wants to hear it speak _ [D] but I'll just let it _ _ shine _
_ And _ [B] as [F#m] the tops of the trees turn [A] from gold [Bm] into _ green
[D] And the _ riverside soft into _ dirt
_ And as [F#m] the lights roll in mid hour [A] on a joyous _ gain
[D] And the city _ cries softly to her
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_ _ _ [A] _ Well _ [F] sometimes you gotta break from [D] this _ _ _ _ world
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[F] a pretty girl just [D] never _ _ _ _ pre _ -girl
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And as the [C#] tops of the trees turn from gold into _ green
And the riverside _ softly to [D] her _
_ And as the [F#m] nights roll in mid hour [A] on a _ [D] joyous gain
And the city cries softly to her
_ And as [F#m] the tops of the _ trees turn [A] from gold into [Bm] green
[D] And the _ _ riverside softly to her
_ And as [F#m] the nights roll in mid hour [A] on a _ joyous [Bm] gain
[D] And the city cries softly to her
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