Dm Am G        F                 Dm Am G F
I-      I'm a wall of sand, and stone, 
    Dm            Am           G
and you - you're some kind of ivy
      F        Dm Am G
I'm trying to hold
    F            Dm Am G
as best as I can
    F            Dm Am G
as best as I can.

     F        Dm
But I'm a disaster!
   Am                    G          
I could not be burning faster!
            F         Dm  Am G
I stick my arms into webs!

           F           Dm    Am G
I take my meals with weirdos,
              F          Dm   Am G
and play with my rocket ships.
             Dm     F
And all the while, you -
                  C
- you - are so composed.
C     F
so composed
F     C
so composed

F                                  C
You are the most gracious thing I know -
F                                     C
touched by cooking fires, touched by snow.
F
Woah.

   Am G     Am             G     
And I - I think you're fantastic,
   Am G    Am            G
and I - I know that you care.
Am            G      Am  G
I'll put my rockets away,
   Am       G         
if you let fall
       Am       G
your house of skin and air.

Dm Am G F x4

Dm Em F G Dm

Dm                        Em           F
I've been running off of fumes, again.
                          G     Am
I've been running off my mouth.
                           F
I've been running in the hours

between midnight and dawn
                         C
in the direction of the moon,

with the impression
            G
that's the way- the way to find your house.


   Dm Am G           F            Dm Am G F
So hey,    have you built your bastion?
    Dm   Am    G           F                    Dm    Am
And hey, how long can you put up with these questions,
       G          F
when you've got nowhere to go

except into the terrible air?



   Am G     Am             G     
And I - I think you're fantastic,
   Am G    Am            G
and I - I know that you care.
Am            G      Am  G
I'll put my rockets away,
   Am       G         
if you let fall
       Am       G
your house of skin and 


    Bm                     A          G           
- Erring on the side of caution - apparently past,
Bm                  A                    G
come down from the rim of that crystal glass.


     Dm Am G               F         Dm Am G F
Cause I -    I'm wall of sand, and stone, 
    Dm            Am           G
and you - you're some kind of ivy
      F        Dm Am G
I'm trying to hold
    F         F#m E D
as best as I can.