Capo: None
Style: Folk-Style fingerpicking (Thumb + Index + Middle), Works strummed as well


[Chords]
Am   x02210
E/B  x2x100
C    x32010
D    xx0232
F    x33211
G    320003
Dm   xx0231
Dsus xx0233
Cm   x35543


[Intro]
Am E/B C D
F G Am

[Verse 1]
Am                 E/B
In a field in Ohio, I
C                   D
changed into a scarecrow's clothes
F               G               Am
To learn some of the secret songs he knows

Am                 E/B
I ran through the day and
C                   D
into the night to be the one
F               G                Am
doin' the frightening, it's freein', I suppose

[Chorus]
F
It could be learned behavior
C
to fold and call it failure
G                           Am
'Cause you're terrified of showin' your hand
F
I think you feel safer
C
mumbling your prayers
G                          Am
To a God you don't understand

F     C     Dm    Dsus
You don't understand
F     C     G
You don't understand

[Verse 2]
Am                 E/B
In a pool of water, I
C                   D
saw my reflection sink low
F                 G               Am
And a vision of our future rose

Am                E/B
We're drownin' in diamonds
C                   D
borrowed and charged on a boat
F                 G                Am
with no compass or a sky with no stars

[Chorus]
F
It could be learned behavior
C
to fold and call it failure
G                           Am
'Cause you're terrified of showin' your hand
F
I think you feel safer
C
mumbling your prayers
G                          Am
To a God you don't understand

F     C     Dm    Dsus
You don't understand
F     C     G
You don't understand

[Bridge]
F
Jesus can't stop laughin'
C
if he could he'd just start cryin'
G                           Am
Sings "You hear me, girl, I know you can"

F
It's easy to be quiet
C
and easy to be silent
G                            Am
When you're afraid of what you don't understand

F     C     Dm    Dsus
What you don't understand
F     C     G
What you don't understand

[Verse 3]
Am                 E/B
I sat back in the grass
C                   D
inside a galaxy of gnats
F                 G               Am
And I let the bats in my brain loose

Am                 E/B
I could see clearly a
Cm                  D
raven landing near me
F                 G               Am
Wavin' a white feather, calling for a truce