In The Flowers Chords by Animal Collective

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I'm _ _ _ _ _ a dancer _ who _ was _ [C] high in a field from the [D] lead. _ _ _
Caught my [Em] breath on my way home.
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Couldn't [Em] stop that spinning _ force.
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I [G] felt envy.
_ Everything _ _ _ [Dm] around seemed to giggle.
She walked up in the [G] crowd. _
I _ can't.
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_ _ _ _ _ [F] I'm _
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_ _ _ _ a dancer _ _ who _ gets [C] wild to the beat.
Wreck the [D] rhythm. _
_ _ _ But I'm [Em] always _ awake for a week.
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I _ _ _ _ [Em] slow down.
My mind gets [Dm] lost. _
_ _ _ _ Feeling envy. _
[Em] But I can't move.
_ Dance can describe anything.
I walk out in a few [G] hours and feel [F] better.
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_ _ _ But you just leave my [Em] body.
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_ _ _ _ _ [F] Santa Rica, you're [G] dancing alone.
[C] I'm missing you. I'm [Dm] _ _ [F] gone. _ _
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_ _ Everybody could [G] be dancing.
Then you [C] smile and say, I like this [F] _
song. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ And when our [G] eyes will meet there, we [C] will recognize [F] nothing's wrong. _ _ _ _
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And I wouldn't feel [G] so selfish.
I [C] won't be this way [F] very _ _ long. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] So I'm gonna be there [Dm] anytime. _
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So [G] I'm gonna be there _ [Dm] anytime.
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[G] So I'm gonna be there [Dm] anytime. _
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[G] So I'm gonna be there [Dm] anytime. _
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_ _ _ Dancing _ _ _ early [C] hours.
_ New days finally [D] ended.
_ And _ _ the [Em] streets turn the _ _ _ [C] pillowcase. _ _ _ _ _
The fumbled [G] _ _ arc of life.
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Then the [G] X _ turns to rising _ light.
[Dm] The hollow window came down.
Gone are [G] _ _ _
those days.
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