Chords for Passenger - Life's For The Living - Live at Spotify Amsterdam

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_ _ _ _ [G#m] Well great [C#]
clouds wrapped around the town like elastic _
Cars stood like toys made of [F#] Taiwanese [D#] plastic
The [D#m] boy laughed and [C#] danced round in the rain _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D#] While laundrettes cleaned clothes, [B] high heels, rubbed toes
[C#] Puddles splashed huddles [F#] of bus [C#] stop crows
[D#m] Dressed in their suits in [B] their boots
Well they all [C#] look the same
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I [B] took myself down to the cafe to find all
The boys lost in books [D#m] and crackling [C#] vinyl
_ [B] And carved out a poem [C#] above the urinal that read
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_ _ _ _ _ Don't cry for the lost, _ [C#] smile for the living _
Get what you need and [D#m] give what [C#] you're given
_ [B] Life's for the living [C#] so live it
Well you're better [F#] off dead _ _ _
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_ _ _ While [D#m] the evening pulled the [B] moon out of its packet
The [C#] stars shone like buttons on [F#] an old man's jacket
[D#m] We needed a nail [B] but we tucked it till it fell off [C#] the wall
_ _ _ _ _ [D#m] Oh while pigeons pecked drains, sparks flew like flames
[C#] The rain showed the [F#] rainbows in the oil stains
And we all had new iPhones [B] but no one had no one to [C#] call _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] I stumbled down [C#] to the stomach of the town
[F#] Where the widow takes memories [D#m] to slowly [C#] drown
With [B] her hand to the sky [C#] and a mist in her eye
She [F#] said don't _ _ _
_ [B] cry for the lost, [C#] smile for the living
[F#] Get what you need and give [C#] what you're given
Oh [B] life is for the living [C#] so live it
Oh [A#m] you're better off dead _ _ _ _
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_ _ [C#] _ _ _ Oh yeah, [D#m] yeah, yeah, yeah, _ [A#m] yeah _
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Yeah _ _ _ well [D#m]
I'm sick of this town, [B] this blind man's [C#] forage
You take your dreams [F#] down and they stick them in [D#m] storage
You can have them back some [B] when you paid off your [C#] mortgage and loans
_ _ _ _ [D#m] Oh and hell with this place, [B] I go it my own way
[C#] I stick out my thumb [F#] and I trudge down the highway
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Someday someone [C#] must be going my way home
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [G#] Till then I'll make my bed from [C] a disused car
[F#] With a [C#] mattress of leaves [F#] and a blanket of stars
_ [B] And stitch the words [C#] into my heart [F#] with a needle and thread _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] Don't cry for the lost, _ _ [C#] smile for the living
_ _ [F#] Get what you [B] need and give what you're [C#] given _ _ _
[G#m] You know life is for the living so live [C#] it
_ _ Oh you're better off dead
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