Chords for The Marías - Talk to Her (Official Audio)

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[Gm] _ _ _ _ It all [C] comes and goes and waits.
_ Everything looks the same.
[Gm] The cornfields, the cows, the flies, [C] the coughing.
_ The musky air [Gm] that fills our roads permeates even through the ash of fested fence [Ab] from the fires.
[Am] Eating away at the barks of trees like this moment.
Eating away at the last dose of happiness [C] lingering on the dust of our bones.
_ The other night, wrapped in crispy motel sheets, [Gm] I clenched my body and pretended I was an
[C] embryo in my mother's womb.
It was the only source of [Gm] warmth and comfort that could take me to sleep. _
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[Ab] But now, I see [Am] the sheep out the window on green pastures.
I hope they have water. _
[Eb] _ I sometimes imagine myself being [G]
[Em] reincarnated as one and jumping over these low wire fences to [Fm] freedom.
_ I wonder how far I could make it without a [Bb] human catching me, taming me, _ [Fm] bringing me
back to their living painting of [Bb] life to look at.
They wash the dishes _ [Em] smeared with my mother's milk that they stole from me. _
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[D] _ It's raining, finally, [C] and the van is slowly drifting into [Db] the other lane.
Eddie [Am] is driving.
_ [Dm] Everyone else is asleep, [Ab] sometimes coming [Am] up for air, [F] their heads [Am] poking up like groundhogs
before sinking [D] back into their holes. _
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[Am] _ But it's not all dark and grim. _
[Eb] There are moments of hope.
_ They come [Em] to me when it's quiet.
_ They come to me when everyone [Fm] is sinked in their levels of happy, which doesn't happen [Bb] often.
And when it does, _ _
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[Eb] I wonder if we'll look back [Gm] and think [Em] that these miles of cornfields,
these [Fm] anguished breaths, these forced smiles, _
[Bb] these moments when we're gone, the momentary
[G] bones [Fm] and thousands of little bugs pressed against our [Bb] _ _ _ windshields, were all [C] worth it. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ This little girl is happy when I'm not around her. _ _
It's a little pathetic when you're not around me. _ _
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_ _ _ It's a little pathetic when you're not around me.
_ _ _ It's a little pathetic when you're not around me.
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and then I'll be happy and don't need you to [Gm] be happy_"
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and [C] your _ memories too will never stop being [Gm] a voice_" _
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