G A7 C I leave the house as soon as it gets light outsideG Like a prisoner breaking out of jailA7 C And I steal down to Business 15-501G Like I had a bounty hunter on my tailA7 And somebody stops to pick me upC But he drops me off just down the blockG Em C G And along the highway where the empty spirits breatheD7 G Wild sage growing in the weeds [Verse 2]G A7 C Walked down the soft shoulder and I count my stepsG Heading vaguely eastward, sun in my eyesA7 C And I lose my footing and I skin my hands, breaking my fallG And I laugh to myself and look up at the skiesA7 And then I think I hear angels in my earsC Like marbles being thrown against a mirrorG Em C G And along the highway, where unlucky stray dogs bleedD7 G Wild sage growing in the weeds [Bridge]F C G F C And some days I don't miss my familyG And some days I doF C G Em C And some days I think I'd feel better if I tried harderD7 Most days I know it's not true [Verse 3]G A7 C I lay down right where I fell, cold grass in my faceG And I hear the traffic like the rhythm of the tidesA7 And I stare at the scrape on the heel of my handC G 'Til it doesn't sting so much and until the blood's driedD C And when somebody asks if I'm ok, I don't know what to sayG Em C G And along the highway, from cast-off, innumerable seedsD7 G C G F G Wild sage growing in the weeds
Wild Sage
The Mountain Goats
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