Chords for Throwing Muses Kristin Hersh - Firepile (live)

[B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [E] _
He sees him _ [A] when I, _ [Em] when I _ _ [E] begin.
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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
Call him tired, [A] call him taken. _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
Call him anything but [A] shaken.
_ _ [Em] _ _ Call him [E]
wasted, call him shaved.
[A] Call him anything but made.
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_ Call that fire _ [A] pile a home.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [A] _ _ [E] Don't give away the end.
I [A] come back, I rush [B] to wait.
[Em] _ _ _ [E] _
_ Where the pavement [A] starts to crack, I put [Em] my foot down.
[A] _ [E] _
The sidewalk's so high, _ [A] _
the [Em] sidewalk's so high.
_ [E] Think of all the jobs I [A] could lay my hands [Em] on.
Purify [E] my heart.
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_ [E] That fire [A] piles [E] your home.
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_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
Your _ baby's [A] running faster.
Count [B] the [Em] times I left [E] my clothes out.
Count the tires _ [A] more times.
[Em] Count the times I let [E] the air out.
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_ [Em] That fire piles [E] your home _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
and your [B] [Em] mind.
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