Chords for Passenger | Life's for the Living (Live)

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[F#] Oh, well _ [G#m] _ [F#] _ [C#] _ _
[F#] _ [C#] _ [D#m] _ _ [G#m] _ [F#] _ [C#] _ _
_ [D#m] great clouds wrapped around [B] the town like
[C#] costume like toys made [F#] of Taiwanese [C#] plastic
[D#m] Boy laughed, [B] danced around the [C#] room
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[C#] _ [D#m] While laundry, clean clothes, [B] high heels, rubbed toes
[C#] Huddles, splashed huddles, all [F#] busts, all [D#m] crows
Dressed in their suits and [B] their boots
They all look [C#] the same
[F#] _
[C#] _ [B] Took myself down to [C#] the cafe to find home
[F#] The boys [A#m] lost in books [D#m] and crackling [C#] vinyl
[B] Carved out a poem [C#] above the urinal
[F#] Don't _ [B] you cry for the lost, [C#] smile for the living
[F#] Get [A#m] what you [D#m] need and give [C#] what you're [B] given
Life's for the [C#] living, so live
Or you're [F#] better off dead _
[G#m] _ [F#] _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ [C#] _ [D#m] _ _
[G#m] _ [F#] _ [C#] _ [F#] _ [C#] While [D#m] the evening pulled [B] the moon out of his packet
[C#] Stars shone like buttons [F#] on an old [A#m] man's jacket
[D#m] Well we needed a nail, but we tossed it till it fell off [C#] the wall
_ [D#m] While pigeons pecked drains, [B] sparks blew like flames
[C#] The rain showed [F#] the rainbows in the oil [A#m] stains
We [D#m] all had new outcomes, [B] no one had [C#] no one to call
[F#] _ [C#] _ _ [B] [C#] Myself down to the stomach of the town
[F#] Where the widow [C#] takes memories [D#m] and slowly [C#] drowns
With [B] her hand to [C#] the sky and a mist in [F#] her eyes She said
_ Don't [B] you cry for the lost, [C#] smile for the living
[F#] Get [A#m] what you need [D#m] and give what [C#] you're given
[B] Life's for the living, [C#] so live
Or you're better [D#m] off dead
[A#m] _ _ _ [B] _ _
[F#] _ [A#m] _ [D#m] _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _
Well [D#m] I'm sick of these sounds
[B] My memory's [C#] a sick jane's dove
[F#] Stick with me in storage [D#m] and you can have a bad son
[B] When you're laid off, you're [C#] lonely and you're close
_ [D#m] Oh hell with this place, [B] I'll go it my [C#] way
I stick out my thumb [F#] and I trudge down the [D#m] highway
To see me [B] someone who'll be going my [C#] way home _
_ [B] Till then I'll make my [C#] bed with a used [F#] car
With a [A#m] mattress of [D#m] leaves I'd [C#] like you to start
[B] And I'll stitch the [C#] words to my heart with [F#] a needle and thread
_ Don't [B] you cry for [F#] the lost, [C#] smile for the living
[F#] Get [A#m] what you need [D#m] and give what [C#] you're given
[B] Life's for the living, [C#] so live
Or you're better [F#] off dead
_ _ [B] Don't you cry for the lost, [C#] smile for the living
[F#] Get what you [C#] need and [D#m] give what you're [C#] given
[B] Life's for the living, [C#] so live
Or you're [F#] better off dead _ _ _