Round Here

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	#Starting riff lasts through 1st and 2nd Verse

E----5---3---5---3---3
B--3---3---3---3---3--

	#Chords for verse and chorus are
	C    D    Em    G

Just about the front door like a ghost into the fog
Where no-one notices the contrast of white on white
And inbetween the moon and you, angels get a better view
Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
And I walk in the air, between the wrath and myself and back again
Where I belong
And Ria says she's dying
Throught he door I hear her crying
And why - I don't know

#Chorus

Round here, we always stand up straight
Round here, something radiates

Ria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She says she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
Just like she's walking on a wire in a circus
She parks her car outside my house, takes her clothes off
Says she's close to understanding Jesus
And she knows she's more than just a little mis-understood
She has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

Round here, they're carving out our name
Round here, we all look the same
Round here we talk just like liars
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here, she's slipping through my hands

	#Bridge
A
C                        D            A
Sleeping children better run like the wind
C          D         A
Out of the light and dreams
C                        D           A
Mom's little baby better get herself in
C          D
Out of the lightness

She says it's only in my head
She says I know it's only in my head
But the girl on the car in the parking lot
Says 'Man you should try to take a shot
Can't you see my walls are crumbling'
And she looks about the building
Says she's thinking of jumping
Says she's tired of life, she must be tired of something

#Chorus

Round here, she's always on my mind
Round here, hey man, I got lost sometimes
Round here, we're never sent to bed early
Man, no-body makes us wait
Round here we stay up very very very very late
I can't see nothing nothing around here
You catch me if I'm falling
You catch me if I'm falling
You catch me cos I'm falling down on her

I said I'm under the gun around here
Oh man I said I'm under the gun around here
I can't see nothing, nothing around here