I Am Disappeared

Frank Turner

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[Intro]
C C Csus4 Csus2
C C Csus4 Csus2 I keep having
C Csus4 Csus2 C dreams of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
Csus4 Csus2 C Of people wrapped up tight in the thing that'll kill them
Csus4 Csus2 C Of being trapped in a lift plunging straight to the bottom
Csus4 Csus2 Am Of open seas and ways of life we've forgotten
G I keep having dreams [Verse]
Am F Amy worked in a bar in Exeter
G Am I went back to her house and I slept beside her
Am F She woke up screaming in the middle of the night
G Am Terrified of her own insides
Am F Dreams of pirate ships and Patty Hearst
G Am Breaking through a life over-rehearsed
Am F She can't remember which came first
G Am The house the home or the terrible thirst
G She keeps having dreams [Chorus]
F G And on the worst days
G C F When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes
F G C She's got her cowboy boots and car keys on the bed stand
F So she can always run
F She could get up, shower and in half an hour
F Am She'd be gone [Verse]
Am F I keep having dreams of things I need to do
G Am Of waking up and not following through
Am F But it feels like I haven't slept at all
G Am When I wake to a silence and she's facing the wall
Am F Posters of Dylan and Hemingway
G Am An antique compass for a sailor's escape
Am F She says you just can't live this way
G Am And I close my eyes and I never say
G I'm still having dreams [Chorus]
F G And on the worst days
G C F When it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes
F G C I sleep with my passport, one eye on the back door
F So I can always run
F I could get up, shower and in half an hour
Am I'd be gone [Bridge]
Am And come morning I am disappeared
C G Just an imprint on the bed sheets
Dm Am And by the roadside with my thumb out
C G A car pulls up and Bob's driving
Dm Am So I climb in we don't say a word
C G As we pull off into the sunrise
Dm Am And these rivers of tarmac
C G Are like arteries 'cross the country
Dm We are blood cells
Am Alive in
C The blood stream
G and the beating heart of the country
Dm Am We are electric pulses
C G In pathways of the sleeping soul of the country
Dm Am We are electric pulses
C G In pathways of the sleeping soul of the country
Dm We are electric
Am C In the sleeping soul of the country
G (the sleeping soul of the country) [Outro]
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