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Cape Canaveral

Conor Oberst

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Capo 2nd fret G G Oh, oh, oh brother totem pole G I saw your legends lined up                               Am And I never felt more natural  Em              Am     Em Apart, I just came     apart G Please, please, please sister Socrates G You always answer with a question                                     Am Show some kindness to a petty thief    Em          Am      Em Forgive, you did    forgive           C                     D Watch the migrants smoke in the old orange grove         G                     C And the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral               C               D        You’ve been a father to me In 1960’s speak        G                 C              In the comatose joy like we’re on TV            Am                           While the mountain’s side was shining                           G Wild colors of my destiny                Am I watched your face age backwards                              G Changing shape in my memory               Am You taught me victory’s sweet                              G Even deep in the cheap seats G G Am Em Am Em G Hey, hey, hey mother interstate G Can you deliver me from evil                                      Am Make me honest make me wedding cake  Em         Am    Em                  Atone, I will  atone G Wait, wait, wait mighty outer-space G All that flying saucer terror                                Am Made me lazy drinking lemonade   Em            Am           Em A waste, it just went     to waste          C                  D     Like the Freon cold out the hotel door        G                      C   Or the white rocket fade over Cape Canaveral               C                   D You’ve been a daughter to me your buried shoe-box grief             G                     C                    I felt your poltergeist love like savannah heat           Am                      While the waterfall was pouring                             G    Crazy symbols of my destiny                Am                 I watched your face die backwards                          G       Little baby in my memory             Am                    You told me victory’s sweet                              G   Even deep in the cheap seats C                    Em      C               And you don’t judge me                 D        C       That’s not your style                    Em       But I won’t see you       Bm                C         for a little while                Em              C            And there’s no worries, oh lord           D          C                  Whose got time                      Em                 D    All these changes are going to fill your mind                                          C                   D                                   Like the citrus glow off the old orange grove        G                     C                                   Or the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral             C                      D                             It’s been a nightmare to me Some 1980’s greed          G                     C                                 Gives me parachute dreams Like old war movies           Am                                               G      While the universe was drawn Perfect circles form infinity               Am                  I watched the stars get smaller                            G     Tiny diamonds in my memory             Am                    I know that victory is sweet                              G   Even deep in the cheap seats