Chords for The Comsat Angels As Above So Below

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_ _ [F#] Some [E] things are best left [F#] behind.
_ _ [E] Fate, I'm [F#] not leaving a trace.
_ [F#m] So taking someone new,
_ [D] forget that _ face.
_ _ _ [F#] These tears that slip from your mind,
_ a story that no one can tell.
_ [F#m] These fingers that point back to you,
_ [D] so what the _ hell?
_ _ _ [E] A skirt's [A] gotta reach [E]
up in the [D] air,
who knows how the pieces [E] will land.
A twist in the [Am] road, [E]
around the [Bm] next [E] bend,
[D] feels in your hands, [A] feels in your [F#m] lips.
There's a boat, _ _ _ a story low,
[Em]
let _ [Am] your goodness fly, _
_ _ [D] _ good times [A] roll.
[D] _
_ _ [F#m] Back to the start, _ _ _ to wipe the slate, _
_ [A] _ cut [E] away that thought, _ _
_ _ _ [D] forget that [A] _ face.
_ _ [D] _ [E] Cut to [F#] the house, I am,
_ _ [E] no one lives there anymore.
[F#m] _ _ _ Who knows you're all grown up,
_ _ [D] forget that _ place.
_ _ As [B] into the sun [F#m] so we ride,
the moment is, is all but too _ sweet.
Nothing is near, don't look back,
[D] no mystery. _ _
_ _ _ [E] A skirt's gotta reach up [Bm] in the air,
who knows how the pieces [E] will [Bm] land.
_ [E] A twist in the [Bm] road, [E] _
_ [D] _ around the [A] next bend,
feels in your _ hands, feels in your [F#m] lips. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ There's a boat, a story low, _
[E] _ _ [A] let your goodness fly, _
[D] _ [G] _ good [F#m] times roll. _
_ _ Back to the start, _ _ _ to wipe the slate, _
_ _ [Bm] cut away that _ [Am] _
[G] _ _ [D] thought, forget that [A] _ face.
_ _ _ [E] Some things are best left behind,
_ locked up in a bed and not leave a [D] trace,
_ [E] for thinking of someone you knew,
_ [Bm] that face. _ _
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_ _ A skirt's [A] gotta reach [E]
up in the air,
who knows [Bm] how the pieces [E] will land.
_ _ A twist in the road, around [A] the next bend,
feels in your [D] hands, feels in your [E] lips.
_ [F#m] There's a boat, _ _ _ a story low, _ _ _ [A] let your _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] goodness fly,
good times [F#m] roll. _
_ _ Back to the start, _ _ _ to wipe the slate, _
_ _ [Bm] cut away _ _ [A] _
[D] _ _ [A] that thought, forget that face. _ _
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_ _ forget that, _ _ _ _ _ _ forget that [E] face. _ _
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