Am
Hiding in the cracks of wood
conversations understood
G
a wayward glance to tip the hat
Am
a deck one down, a die worn flat
chorus:
F Am
oh the devil, is in the details
F Am
oh the devil, is in the details.
Am
A skewed joint can form a tumbledown
a whispered breath a deadly sound
G
a small cry amongst a hundred barks
Am
a bullet touched a beating heart
chorus
F
One fluttered lie whistled past your hair
Am
and ricocheted through a pack of fearful
F Am
strangers holding sandbags full of grudges
G
that break levies sinking barges, flooding harbours
F E7
with a million spearlike splinters, that quickly disappear
chorus
Am
the whistle of a breath escaping
faster than the cell constraining
G
pressures stripping threads from
Am
weary screws whose heads are drooping
Am
the breath of air a lick of fuel
a horse power run with freedom at
G
the end of shrinking hope, a
F
tank run dry before the fire is blown to
E7
smolder in the dust with sirens screaming out their love for all the
Chorus
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