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Route 6 chords by Gotch

  • Am

  • C

  • Dm

  • E

  • F

  • Bb

Intro 1
Am
Verse 1
Am
The air smells like
C
Dm
scorched pennies.
E
F
E
Look up.

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Interlude 1
Am
Verse 2
Am
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh -oh.
Mhm.
The harbor sky above us didn't fall, tore.
A violet split right through
F
the bedroom floor.
Am
No flashing lights,
F
no engines roaring loud.
E
Just heavy silence dropped inside a cloud.
Am
The tourists on the doodle saw a light.
It casts no shadow, swallowed up the night
F
A thousand auto batteries went dead
While coastal gulls are
E
choking in their bed
They do not know the
Dm
E
western sky is gone
Am
Look up, look up,
the sky is bleeding blue
F
Look down, look down,
C
the grid is breaking through
E
We're running out of time
Am
The static on the radio is singing you a lie
No map, no clock,
F
no highway left to take
A phantom frequency
C
is freezing up the cake
E
Oh, oh, hang up the phone
Am
The cosmic grace has got you all alone
Woke up three hours later on the marsh
The taste of hot copper is getting harsh
F
The sulfur smell is rising in the heat
E
Dead coyotes lying neatly in the street
Am
The neighbor's out there
cutting up his grass
His mower has no blade,
eyes look like glass
He's staring at the dirt
F
where shadows stay
E
And trying hard to breathe the native way
Dm
The local news is calling it a dream
While oceans pull away
E
from moons unseen
Am
Look up, look up
The sky is bleeding blue
F
Look down, look down
C
The grid is breaking through
E
We're running out of time
Dm
C
The static on the radio
E
Am
is singing you a line
No map, no clock,
F
no highway left to take
Hey, a phantom frequency
C
is phrasing up the cave
E
Oh, oh, oh, hang up the phone
Dm
Am
The cosmic princess got you all alone
He sat inside the diner by the light
A pristine woolen suit and
F
Am
Bb
summer tie
Am
He dried negita jello with his hand
Announced that gravy was a local brand
His eyes would never blink
at the same time
The left side froze and
F
right -sided its prime
Oh, he wore a silver badge
C
that said Officer Smith
His mouth opened up
E
before the words could hit
Dm
He whispered out a sequence like a test
The payphone clicking deep
E
Am
inside his chest
E
Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pimp route six,
but the asphalt turns to grease
Headlights catch the deer
standing on two feet
Reach the Bourne Bridge,
concrete helms a chord
Low ground frequency
vibrating through the floor
It doesn't blow up,
it just bends like dough
Dropping every car, where can I go?
F
Float into Sagamore,
the highway will not end
C
Driving all night
through the exact same bend
E
The radio screams
with my voice on the tape
Am
Telling myself there's no
edge to the game
The sirens wail, the playing is slow
F
Every compass and barnstable, it falls
C
You can't cross the water
when it forms a wall
E
You can't run from the shadows
deep inside us all
Am
The foggons are crying,
the grid has gone black
F
We belong to the spectrum
Am
And we aren't going back
Hang up the phone
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