E
Somewhere there’s a country you remember from your youth
       E
On the surface of this country is the one they built on top of it.
    Aadd9
The Highway leads to everything, 
                                 E
Except for what they buried underneath it.
           Aadd9
There is a country made of telegrams and tailcoats, 
              E
and nobody to grieve it.

             E
But when the sun is getting lower then the highway marks the graves,
        E                                                           Aadd9
And the tail-lights, they circle like the roses of an infinite bouquet,
              E                          Aadd9
And everybody leaves tail-lights for the grey,
                                 E
Ghosts of railways and candleholders.
    Aadd9                                 E
And oh oh oh oh oooooo, ooooo ooooo ooooo ooooo,

                Aadd9
There’s been an accident a mile away from here,
                        E
I heard the sound of sirens,
                Aadd9
And they turned back again and as they disappeared,
                 E
I saw a trail behind them.

            F#m                             C#m                  F#m        c#m
You say the wind is up, it’s out collecting lives,
            F#m                             C#m                  F#m        c#m
You say the wind is up, it’s out collecting lives,
        A                                B
An exit night,
          E
Is coming through,

       E
Oh the wind is up, it’s moving like no wind I’ve ever known,
        E
And the page that I was reading was the first that had to go,
    Aadd9                                                      E
But still I kept on reading like the dead who have a memory of living,
            Aadd9
Because the wind is here to take the thing, 
                               E
I don’t think I am ready to be giving,
    Aadd9
And Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thy Juliette?
    Aadd9
She flew up with the table out the window,
                          E
Now she’s mixing with the dead.
             Aadd9
Oh won’t you make her go away I am not ready for her yet,
   Add9                                                    E
Oh make her go away, I am not ready, I’m not ready for her yet.
            F#m                             C#m                  F#m         c#m 
And now the wind is up, it’s out collecting lives,
            F#m                             C#m                  F#m         c#m
You say the wind is up, it’s out collecting lives,
        Aadd9   B              E
An exit night     is coming true,
        Aadd9            E
An exit night, is coming through,
     Aadd9               E
Exit night, has come for you,
        F#m       
Oh exit light, 
     B
exit moon, 
        F#m       B      
Tell me why
       E
Why so soon?
        Aadd9    E
I don’t know. 
        Aadd9    E
I don’t know.
         Aadd9
Oooooo ooooo.
      E
Ooooo ooooo.

(Fingerpicked outro)

E
And o, 
      Aadd9
Go to sleep,
  E
Tomorrow,

The day, 
      C#m
Would be,
       F#m     B    E
I will read to your memory,
     E
Fly away, 
           Aadd9
There’s no need
   E
To worry,
       C#m     F#m      B       E
I will read, into  your     memory,
E
Leave your brain.