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Walls & Birds

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B G#m E F# In Janitors clothes in an empty building but my view is clear B G#m G#m/F# Streets get dizzy from a grieving feeling as if theres a death E F# E to weep to but theres been no one living here in years B G#m E F# Oh and when the questioning pauses for just ten minutes B G#m G#m/F# E F# E I’ll be passed on to different kind of feeling Sighs come easy under sleeping ceilings While I’m staying here Dressed so nicely in my blueish workshirt as if I’m on sweeping But there is no one to take care of here And when the molding hallways shall be my deathbed Take my keys and place them safely under the doormat F# B G#m For when the time has come my love E You’ll find me B G#m E Still on night watch gently waiting for thee B G#m G#m/F# E You may not recognize the changes I’ve come through B G#m E Ghostly waiting for the day I see you B G#m G#m/F# Again and hear you steps as a parade E Across the colonnade Eb7 G#m Uh baby I’m a ghost in janitors clothes