Thea Gilmore – Concrete chords

Am                           FNovember in a rainstorm, the truest truth I ever heard 
GThe sound of babies crying in a hospital ward 
Am                                    FOh, like a bed of rushes, they spread love out on the concrete floor 
G                                                   AmNames, and dates, and faces I really can't remember anymore

Am                                  FWe could hardly tell the difference between one year and another 
GSun like pouring whiskey, snow like shedding skins of lovers 
Am                          FAnd, I grew up with magic; free and wild as bindweed 
G                                                         AmPushing for the boundary, pushing through the edges of the concrete

       C                                         EI'm the girl that bought a round-trip cross the Rubicon 
E                                           Am (?)And I'm not sure that even I know where I'm coming from

Am                      FSentimental tango when I was just fourteen 
GI could hear Astaire and Rogers tap their way across the screen 
Am                                 FOh, bullied and belittled, until the sun set in the concrete 
G                                                  AmI wore my sister's black skirt, all dressed up for Halloween

Am                                             FWe could hardly tell the difference between the shouting and the quiet 
GIt was the path of least resistance to stage my own private riot 
Am                                 FAnd the walls tumbled like Babel, down around my feet 
G                                                           AmRhyme came in deliverance rising through the wreckage and the concrete

C                                              EI'm the girl that bought a round-trip cross the Rubicon 
E                                           Am (?)I'm not sure that even I know where I'm coming from

Am                                   FFor a girl who loves her words, yeah, she loves her silence more 
GFound a better example of what hearts and tongues are for 
Am                                  FThere is truth in your arm's love, there is truth in this song 
G                                                              AmThere is truth in the concrete and the nails that our lives are built upon.