Counting Crows
Counting Crows - Anna Begins gitaar chord
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Anna Begins (Counting Crows) Am % . My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing." G % . I am not worried. I am not overly Am % concerned. My friend implores me, "For one time only, G % . Make an exception." I am not worried Am % . Wrap her up in a package of lies, send her off to a coconut island G % . I am not worried. I am not overly Am % concerned with the status of my emotions "Oh," she says, "you're changing." G % Em But we're always changing. It does not bother me to say Em . This isn't love C D Because if you don't want to talk about it then Em . It isn't love C D And I guess I'm going to have to live with that Em But I'm sure there's something in a shade of C D grey or something in between Em . And I can always change my C D name if that's what you mean Am % . My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing." G % . But I am not really worried. I am not overly Am % concerned. You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself G % To make yourself forget. I am not worried Em "If it's love," she said, C D "then we're going to have to think about the Em consequences." She can't stop C D shaking I can't stop touching her and G C Am D This time when kindness falls like rain, it washes her G C Am D away and Anna begins to change her G C Am D mind "These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering for G C Am D Am days," she says, and I'm not ready for this sort of thing Am % But I'm not going to break and I'm not going to G % worry about it anymore. I'm not going to Am % bend and I'm not going to break and I'm not going to G % worry about it anymore. It seems like I should Am % say, "As long as this is love..." But it's not all that G % easy so maybe I should Am % Snap her up in a butterfly net, pin her down on a photograph album G % Em . I am not worried; I've done this sort of thing before C D But then . I start to think about the Em consequences. Because I don't get no C D sleep in a quiet room and... G C Am D This time when kindness falls like rain, it washes me G C Am D away and Anna begins to change my G C Am D mind, and everytime she sneezes I believe it's love and G C Am D G Oh Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing G C Am D She's talking in her sleep, it's keeping me G C Am D awake and Anna begins to toss and G C Am D turn, and every word is nonsense but I understand and G C Am D Oh Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of G C Am D thing. Her kindness bangs a gong, it's moving me G C Am D along and Anna begins to fade G C Am D away. It's chasing me away. She disappears and G C Am D G Oh Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing.