Cicada Days

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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The greener grass grows where the wildfires fertilize
With ashes of sparrows, peppered moths,
and butterflies
Em                     G                 D
Ghosts of trees and termites bloom in the beanstalk
And if you get lightheaded when standing too fast
Is it from shaking out the weight of phosphenes and pasts
       Em                          G
Salt deposits on warm little rivers that burst from
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our words

[Pre-Chorus]
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And God knows crying ain't gonna change a thing
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She said take care,
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but I take more than I bring

[Chorus]
Dmaj7
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  She said ''It just feels inhumane to lose this much''
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'Cause when you leave you know you take more than your love
Dmaj7 D7              G
        Just one week of cicada days,
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we're losing touch
                  Em              G            D    Em G
And I know it just  feels inhumane to lose this much

[Verse 2]
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 Our nerves were braided under ceiling stars
That were all glow in the dark,
hanging over queen sized
Em                G                   D       Em
Purple waves of ancient chemicals just whisper
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 Did you ever build with those endangered bones?
Well,
                               D7             Em
the ground looks soft enough to  bury this now
   G           D
Oh, please, oh no!

[Pre-Chorus]
            A                   G
And then my sponsor said ''Do nothing.
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Nothing works''
            A                     G                  D
And then my doctor said ''Don't do that if it hurts''

[Chorus]
Dmaj7
D7              G                               D
  She said ''It just feels inhumane to lose this much
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'Cause when you leave you know you take more than your
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love''
Dmaj7 D7            G
        The seasons of cicada days,
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we can't make up
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And I know it just  feels inhumane to lose this much

[Post-Chorus]
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Let all my red flags fade to white, yeah,
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I give up
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Don't let me leave,
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I'll only take more than I gave
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Okay, I'll pack my stuff
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Here at the end of days, my god,
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what have I done?
Christ,
            Em             G                       D  Em G
now it feels  damn inhumane to get all I've dreamed of

[Outro]
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 Keep coming back,
it works if you work it
So work it, you're worth it,
it won't if you don't
    Em               G
One day at a time, tomorrow's too late,
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amen