D A You say it's all your imaginationC G A D Should I just stand here or bury myself in your floor?A You say don't add to my frustrationC G A D Well I didn't intend to linger at your doorD C Blackboard explanations and trial examinationsG D And temperature relations on the moonC The streetcar of invention an afternoon of slight intentionG D The effects of some strong lesson learned too soonG D "Too late" cries a melting, lonely snowmanG D "Forget" reminds a blackbird taking wingBm A "Tomorrow" whisper voices in the darknessG D But the days go slowly moulding past my doorC G Am Took a walk with youC Em Fmaj7 G Fmaj7 The clouds were blue on the bottom and white on the topC G Am Saw that one day could showC Em Fmaj7 G Fmaj7 G D I wish that I would never have to stop Up the walk cry vendors, Mrs. Black never remembers Finally she goes screaming through the night Apartment house conceptions, a girl who paints deception With the blurred out recollection of the light "Stop her" slurs a constable in denims What dare relates the viewer from the blind "Whenever" says the upstairs Angelina But the days go slowly moulding past my door
Past My Door
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