Chords for Delta Sleep - Single File | Soft Sounds ep8

_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] Venice.
_ _ Venice.
Bull.
_ Stickling.
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [N] _
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_ _ _ _ [A] Wake up [E] to a world of [D#] recasting _ [B] concrete _ skies.
_ _ _ _ Where [A] the smell [E] of exhaust is [C#] a factor in _ [G#] people's daily lives. _ _
_ _ You [E] elevate to earn [C#m] yourself [A] the status.
[E] _
_ _ _ And [A] walk [E] home alone at the [C#] end of the day [A] in single file.
[G#m] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] Hard [E] to come [C#m] to terms with how [F#m] they do [E] it.
_ [G#m] _ _
When [F#m] the streets [E] are lined [C#m] with houses you can [E] live _ [G] in.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [E] _
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_ _ Neither sleep to [E] spend time in [G#m] tall _ _ buildings. _
_ _ _ [A] In front [F#] of scrolling _ numbers on [G#m] computer _ screens.
_ [B] _ _ _ [E] All her friends stay locked [C#m] into [A] the system.
[E] _ _ _ _ _
In fear of what would [C#] go down if [A] they tried.
_ _ [G#m] _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] Hard [E] to come [C#m] to terms with [F#] how they do [E] _ _ [G#m]
it.
_ When [F#m] the air [E] is full [C#m] of things that you can't breathe [E] in.
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ Scan [E] the streets [A] in search of something better.
[F#] _ _ [G#m] _ _ _ [F#m] I've been [E] here since [C#m] I can [E] remember.
[A] _
_ [G#m] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
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_ _ [G] _ _ [F#m] Hard to come to terms [E] with all [C#m] the _ _ consequences.
[B] _ _ I'd stake _ to _ [A] _ stay here. _
_ [D#m] _ _ [C#m] She'd lie awake for hours dreaming up a better [C#] _ _ _ place. _ _
_ [C#m] Well maybe. _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [A] Hard to come to terms [C#m] with all the effort that [E] it _ _ _ takes. _
To [F#m] stay _ _ here.
[B] _
[A] She'd lie awake for [C#m] hours dreaming up [C#] another _ [B]
way.
_ _ _ _ [A] My lady, _ _ _ _ [F#m] you're _ gone.
_ _ _ [E] _ [C#m] It's done.
[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
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[B] _ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _
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[E] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [A] _
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My mind is [E] racing but [C#m] I can't [G#m] hear my head.
The scrolling I need _ isolated conscience [E]
buried in [A] the sand. _ _ _
Sleeping.
_ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ _ [F#] _ The blurring [E] _
memories [C#m] they come [G#m] as they go.
So hard to focus when the [B] city watches [D#m] _ everything [A] you do.
It _ stops you _ _ _ _ from dreaming. _ _ _
_ _ I'm leaving. _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [G#m] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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_ _ [B] Hollywood.
_ _ September.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _