Chords for The Tallest Man on Earth: "Fly in Numbers" | Ep. 8 of The Light in Demos

_ Hi there.
Last weekend [B] I borrowed my friend's cabin in the Catskills to film this idea of a song. _
And it's not me in front of a green screen.
I'm sitting in a big window because I wanted the mountain behind me to be in the shot.
_ But then [G#m] the fog came and just swallowed the whole thing.
_ [E] And last night as I was putting this [D#m] together, my friend CJ [B] Carmeri arranged some horns to record them and sent the files over so I didn't have time [B] to film them.
_ [D#m] But let's just pretend [B] he's out there in the fog, being his badass self, playing seven fog horns at the same time in a single breath.
_ Thank you for watching. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [B] And I [F#] fall into that [B] summer night salon.
[G#m] _ _ _ I need this [B] memory to be [C#] moving on.
[B] We're little _ broken [E] ones.
_ [G#m] But flying numbers [F#] out of darkness, [C#] oh you [B] are not alone.
_ _ _ _ _ _ We fly in [F#] numbers out of darkness and you are not [B] alone.
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_ _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] The country bird, [B] we [G#m] kingdom rise.
There's no [B] horizon, I've been all [F#] around.
[E] Hear people [G#] drive, [Gm] I'm people [G#m] too. _
Here I don't really [B] know what birds should do.
But summer nights are [E] long. _ _
Some northern [F#] memories I am leaving [B] on.
We're little _ broken [E] ones. _ _ _
But flying numbers out [F#] of darkness, oh you [B] are not alone.
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[E] We fly in numbers [F#] out of darkness and [B] you are not alone.
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[C#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ Fever yells it [E] calls for me.
In every [B] river all the [F#] time.
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Is that the captain [E] that I hear?
Or every [B] wind that waves [F#] around?
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I'm in your hands and you're in [G#m] mine.
[B] Some hope is gathered [G#] in the little lines. _
Around your [B] eyes from days of [G#m] storm. _
[B] Rickety airplanes [C#] but the only way [B] is right into.
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Summer nights [E] are long.
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Some northern memories [G#] I am leaving on.
[B] We're little broken [E] _ ones.
[G#m] _
But flying numbers out [C#] of darkness, oh you are [B] not alone.
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