Pressed In A Book

A               E                  C
Doted on like seeds planted in rows
        G          D             A
The untied shoelaces of you life
                C#m                     E
Nurtured all year then pressed in a book
        D               C#m           A
Or displayed in bad taste at the table
            E                    G
Problems arise and you fan the fire
                  D                              A
While there's a wild pack of dogs loose in your house tonight.
         E                           C
Cut from bad cloth or soiled like socks
                 D                   C
Add it up and basically people never change.

                                     G
They just talk and make plans in the dark
         C                          G
Or make haste with ideas that can't help
                      C
But creep good people out
             G                       C
As you talk to me too much you're assuming
G                  D           E        C#m
We don't always want what's right.

A                 E                          C
Did I strike the right set of chords? you're annoyed.
       G         D                  A
The goal is to ignite you then move on.
                C#m               E
You feel ill at ease. you got no squeeze.
          D               C#m              A
And the wise cracks won't make you more stable.
                   E                     G
You've learned you lines to scale and to time.
              D                         A
Why must I remind you now i'm only less able.

                E                  C
Cut from bad cloth or soiled like socks
                  D                           C
We're ordinary people we can't help but to change
                     G
As we walk and make plans in the dark
           C                         G
Or make haste with the boy who can't help
                       C
But creep good people out.
             G                       C
As you talk to me too much you're assuming
                 D            E         C#m
We don't always want what's right.

A             E                  G
Two fallen saplings in an open field.
              D                  A
Snow padding gently on an empty bench.
                    E            G
An old woman's jewelry lying unadorned.
                D                    A
Cold nesting robins allied for the first time.
                 E               G
I know when you hear these sappy lines
                  D                     C
You'll roll your eyes and say "nice try".

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