Tabbed by Sam de Brunner
Tuning: Standard
Capo: 3
Chords relative to capo


The other chords on here are perfect, but this is a different way to play it and I find it more
fun this way.
This is taken from the album Sleep Through the Static. There is another version on another album with a 
capo on the second fret rather than the third. Some versions I have heard also have an intro using
 the verse chords with no lyrics.


Intro
 C/G

C/G
I gotta get home, there's a garden to tend

All the fruit's on the ground
                                  Dm
And the birds have all moved back into my attic whistling static
                                                             C/G
When the young learn to fly I will patch all the holes up again


C/G
Well, I can't believe that my lime tree is dead
                                                     Dm
I thought it was sleeping, I guess it got fed up with not being fed

And I would be too I need food in my belly
                             C/G
And hope that my time isn't soon.


C/G                           Dm
So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand
    F                G                        C/G
And whatever I find, I'll find my way back to you
C/G
And if you could try to find it too
            Dm
'Cause this place has overgrown and it's a waxing moon
F                                  G          C/G
Home is wherever we are if there's love there too


C/G
In the back of my house there's a trail that won't end

I was walking so far that it grew back in
            Dm
Now there's no trail at all, only grass growing tall
                                                C/G
Get out my machete and battle with time once again
Dm                                                        C/G
But I'm 'bout to lose 'cause I'll be damned if time don't win


C/G
I gotta get home there's a garden to tend

All the seeds from the fruit buried and began
      Dm
Their own family trees, teach them thank you and please
                                                               C/G
As they spread their own roots then watch the young fruit grow again
Dm                                                    C/G
This old trail will lead me right back to where it begins


C/G                           Dm
So I try to understand what I can't hold in my hand
    F                     G                   C/G
And whatever I find, I'll find my way back to you
C/G
And if you could try to find it too
            Dm
'Cause this place has overgrown and it's a waxing moon
F                                  G          C/G
Home is wherever we are if there's love there too