I Am Disappeared

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[Intro 1]
[Am][C][F][Csus4][G][Dsus4][G][Am][F][Csus4]
[Dm]
[Dsus4]I keep ha[G]ving dreams

[Verse 1]
[Am]
Of pi[G]oneers and pirate
ships and Bob [Am]Dylan
Of [F]people wrapped up [G]tight in
[Dsus4]the things that [G]will [Am]kill them
Of being [F]trapped in a lift [Dm]plunging
[Dsus4]straight to the bottom[Am]
Of [F]open seas an[Dm]d ways of[Dsus4]
life we've [G]forgot[Am] ten

[Interlude 1]
I keep having dreams
[G][Gsus4][G][Am]

[Verse 2]
Amy [Am]worked in a bar in Ex[F]eter
I went back to her [G]house
and I slept [Am]beside her
She woke up screaming in the
middle of [F]the night
[G]Terrified of her own in[Am]sides
Dreams of pirate ships and
Patty [F]Hearst
Breaking [G]through a life over-rehearsed
[Am]She She can't remember
which came [F]first
The house, the [G]home,
or the terrible [Am]thirst

[Interlude 2]
She keeps having dreams
[G][F]

[Verse 3]
And on the wor[G]st days
When it feels like [C]life weighs
ten thousand [F]tons
She's got her cowboy [G]boots and
car keys on the bed [C]stand
So she can always [F]run
She can get up, shower,
and in half an hour she'll be [Am]gone

[Verse 4]
I keep having [Am]dreams of
things I need to [F]do
And waking [G]up and not
following [Am]through
But it feels like I haven't slept at [F]all
When I wake to a si[G]lence and
she's facing [Am]the wall
Posters of Dylan and of Heming[F]way
An antique [G]compass for
a sailor's es[Am]cape
She says you just can't live this [F]way
And I close my [G]eyes and I
never [Am]say
I'm still having dreams
[G][F]

[Verse 5]
And on the wor[G]st days
When it feels like life [C]weighs
ten thousand [F]tons
I sleep with my [G]passport
One eye on the [C]back door
So I can always [F]run
I can get up, [Dm]shower,
and in [F]half [Dm]an h[F]our I'll b[Dm]e gon[F]e
And come [Dm]morni[Am]ng

[Verse 6]
I am disappeared
[C]Just an imp[G]rint on the[Dm] bedsheets
I'm by the [Am]roadside
with my thumb [C]out
A car [G]pulls up, and Bob's driving
[Dm]So I climb in
[Am]We don't say a wor[C]d
As we pull [G]off into [Dm]the sunrise
And these [Am]rivers of [C]tarmac are like
arter[G]ies across the coun[Dm]try
We are blood [Am]cells alive
[C]in the [G]bloodstream
The beating heart of the [Dm]country
We are elec[Am]tric [C]pulses
In the [G]pathways of the sleeping
soul of the [Dm]country
We are elec[Am]tric [C]pulses
In the path[G]ways of the sleeping
soul of the coun[Dm]try
We are [Am]electric pulses
The sleeping soul of the country
[C]The [G]sleeping soul of the country
The [Dm]sleeping[Am]

[Outro 1]
soul of the country
[C][G]