Chords for The calendar hung itself - Sub Español

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_ Does it [F#m] kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head?
[C#] And does he think you're interested in me?
The space between your bed [F#m] and walls you walk around all day.
Is it his feet inside your shoes [C#] looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with you?
Or [F#m] does he know that place below your neck?
Is it your favorite to be touched?
And [C#] does he write rebroken sentences like I love you far too [Bm] much?
[B] Does he lay awake listening [D] to your breath?
Worry [A] you smoke too many [D] _ [E] cigarettes?
Is he coughing now [F#m] on the bathroom floor for every speck of tile?
[F#m] There's a thousand more [E] you will never see.
[C#m] But must [D] hold inside yourselves _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] eternally. _
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_ [C#] _ _ _ [D] Well I [F#m] trunk it coast to cross the country.
And we'd blog it [C#] out my death.
And every city in memories would whisper, here's where you rest.
[F#m] I was determined in Chicago, but I dug my teeth into my [C#] knees.
And I set up for a telephone saying to your machine,
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you are my sunshine, my only _ [C#]
sunshine.
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You are my sunshine, [F#] my only [C#] _
sunshine.
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_ _ _ [F#m] And I kissed a girl with a broken jaw [F#] that her father gave to her.
[C#] She had eyes bright enough to burn me there.
Minded me of yours.
And in a [Bm] story told she was a little [C#] girl in a red-roofed sunbreeze.
Feel the man wear [C#m] a rose-and-red tomato sweater.
A secret was concealed and [F#] it rose [F#m] like thunder.
Clapped under [C#] our _ _ _ _ hands.
[F#m] And stretched for centuries to diary entries.
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And when I [F#] wrote, you make me happy.
[C#] Oh, and skies are _ _ gray.
_ _ [F#m] You make me happy.
Oh, and [C#] skies are gray, gray, _ gray.
[Bm] Well, [E] clocks are hanged inside.
[D] There's stuff in chests with hands.
[E] Steps towards the calendar [D] hanging itself.
[E] But I will not read [F#m] those dying days.
[E] For all the ones who've left, [F#m] there's a few that stay there.
[E] They found me here [C#m] and pulled me [D] from the grass [E] where _ I [F#m] was laid. _
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