G - 320003F - 133211 Dm - xx0231Em - 022000Intro - C Am G FC Am G CC Am Amid the pause in the wreckage cameG F The peculiar light of a SaturdayC Am Convictions formed in the ghost of youG C But they fell apart, as they always doF C G The seething limbs all stick togetherF C G When a firmer hand would serve you betterF C Am Cos the streets you walk are unforgivingG C And a softer voice takes longer hearingInstrumental - C Am G CC Am Your father said "Well there isn't muchG F That you couldn't do with the right approach"C Am But every hour is a cavalcadeG C To be gazed upon as it slips awayF C G The seething limbs all stick togetherF C G When a firmer hand would serve you betterF C Am Cos the streets you walk are unforgivingG C And a softer voice takes longer hearingInstrumental - C Am G FC Am G CC Am You thought you'd found everything you'd lostG F In the open arms of a council parkC Am And all our hopes on this summer's dayG C Is it boring you? Cos it's boring me.F C G The seething limbs all stick togetherF C G When a firmer hand would serve you betterF C Am Cos the streets you walk are unforgivingG C Am And a softer voice takes longer hearingG F Em Dm C Softer voice takes longer hearing
A Softer Voice Takes Longer Hearing
The Leisure Society
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