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K2 (Elbow)

		     D6
Im imagining rippling fingers on keys
     D6
Miming it wild on a cold stone table
D
Picturing and wishing for home and jiggling my knees
D
Send an urgent cable
G
Dickheads done a runner and hes wondering
G
If anyone cares is the landing light on
D
Back to the pebbles that mums eggs hatched in
D
Give me her perfume
D
Give me her prayers and advice
D6
Hands up if youve never seen the sea
D6
Im from a land with an island status
Am7
Makes us think that everyone hates us
Am7
Maybe darling they do but they havent met you
G
   They only know the villains at the tiller
G
And they gambled the farm on a headline
		D
Jesus, getting harder to see 
		D
what theyre doing til its done
		D
And theyre never gonna make 
		D
an arrest on Fleet Street
C6				D6
Yes and Im given to believing in love
				G
Ive written the word in my blood
			D
And I perch on a shelf of the K2
D
Made of the believers that
C6					D6
Love, opens the fist just enough for a hand
	D
To slip into the hand
	D
To slip into the hand

		D6
Ive been asleep in the woods with a mother to be
		D6
Planning on a static caravan in the Andes
D
Making a break with the steel magpie on the rise
D
Defeat in our time or do we
G
Meet on the street again due to the few?
G
Batter it out and refresh vendetta
	D
Better surely to pause consider the path
	D
Its full of blood, snot and teeth 
	D
and the glory of no one
D6
Hands up if youve never seen the sea
D6
Were from a place with an island status
Am7
Queuing round the corner for a pencil and paper
Again
Come the virus of virii
G
    God send us to a digital end
G
With following strangers and swiping at friends
  D
Ill send you a postcard see you in Hull
  D
In a sweater made of Atacama llama wool
C6				D6
Yes and Im given to believing in love
				G
Ive written the word in my blood
			D
And I perch on a shelf of the K2
			D
Made of the believers that
C6					D6
Love, opens the fist just enough for a hand
	D
To slip into the hand
	D
To slip into the hand
C6				D6
Yes and Im given to believing in love
				G
Ive written the word in my blood

Ive seen it make a heaven of
D6
Backstreet, bedsit and bomb site living room
C6					D6
Love, opens the fist just enough for a hand
         D
To slip into the hand
	D
To slip into the hand