Chords for Talking With My Hands Again

_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
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_ I'm talking with my hands again, the high that I'm speaking in tongues.
And we're spending time in separate beds like your parents did when you were young.
And you can't forgive if you only forget. _
And I can't remember anything you said. _
_ [Abm] Talking with my hands [B] again, I'm keeping them to myself.
[Abm] Cause I've grown far too [B] disengaged to admit that I'm down for the count.
[Abm] Cause time won't tell when time is [B] wearing thin. _
[Abm] You keep me safe where I have [B] never been. _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
[B] You never _ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
[B] were what you admit [Gb] or assure.
[Abm] Placing bets on what our words are [B] worth.
Yeah, I'm always [Gb] coming up short.
[Abm] All the folks move from my rural [B] state of mind.
_ [Abm] For heaven's sake, I try to [B] stay alive.
[Gb] _ _ [E] _ _ _
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_ [Abm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Gb] _
[E] He has a fear of being overwhelmed by this inner life.
But [B] even more a panic at the [Gb] isolation that he drops into.
[E] And this wave of panic sends him into an acute withdrawal.
[B] _ [Gb] The objects around him, [E] the color, the very separateness, the very blindness, the very [B] large indifference.
He feels quite indifferent [Gb] about the world that we live [E] in.
He's locked in his summer house.
His [B] emotions do not connect in the ordinary [Gb] way with ordinary things.
[E] But his emotions are now concerned with his myth world.
[B] That's his entire concern at the time. _
_ [Abm] Talking with my hands [B] again, the harder I speak in his songs.
[Abm] Then we're standing tight in separate [B] beds like your parents did when you were young.
[Abm] Yes, you can't forget what you [B] already forget.
[Gb] _
[Abm] And I never remember a fucking [B] thing you said.
[Gb] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _