D

[Verse 1]

D                       A
With my back on the floor
       D                G
Cold linoleum icing my growing pains
          D                       A
Watch the ceiling fan turn its shape again
   D
My threads are coming loose
          D          A
Yeah, I'm one spoon away
     D                      G
From setting the ends of my hair on fire
       D                     A
If I'm kindling for a little while
        D                 G
At least I'd feel of use

[Chorus]

G                             D
Maybe then my breath could embody
           Bm7
A wildfire starting
    A
I'd sweep up the forest floor
G                                   D
And my body'd breathe life into the corners
            Bm7        A
Be a darker soil

A G A G E A Bm F#m G Em D G

[Verse 2]

       D
Making lists, folding laundry
                     G
Keeping tidy with my radio show
       Bm         A
I'd be lying if I told you
             D      G
I'm keeping tidy anymore
        D              A 
Yeah, I swing from believing
     D                      G
That maybe my working will all pay off
      D                      A
To considering drinking with Molotov
     D                    G
I'm halfway out the door

[Chorus]

G                           D
Maybe then my breath could embody
           Bm7
A wildfire starting
     A                     G
I'd sweep up the forest floor
                                   D
And my body'd breathe life into the corners
             Bm        A
Be a darker soil

A/D D G A/D A D E A Bm7 F#m G A

[Bridge]

D
Promise me
                                 Bm
That you'll start where I end
D
And I promise to give you
           G
Everything I am
               Bm
(On and on and on)
         D
We'll go on and on and on

[Outro]

       A
In the end

All I hope for
      Bm
Is to be a bit of warmth for you
              D
When there's not a lot of warmth left
Em
To go around