The Wonder Years

Slow Dancing With San Andreas

The Wonder Years


Tom: Bm

D     F#m                     G    G G F#m D
 The heat coming off of the highway
D            F#m                    G   G F#m
 makes the mountains out in the distance
Em                 D          F#m
look like they're shuddering;
                 G                    F#m
look like they lost themselves in a moment
            D        F#m
they hate remembering.
            G        F#m
I know the feeling.

[Prechorus]
               Em                  G       
I want you to know (I want you to know)
                  Em                     G
I don't feel so alone (I don't feel so alone)

[Chorus]
           D             G
I'm slow dancing with San Andreas,
 Bm                      A             G     
scared to death I won't walk these streets again.
D                     G
  If we fail are we collateral damage?
     Bm       A           G
Did any of this make a difference?

D F#m G G A F#m G G

[Verse]
D                             G
These snow drifts haunt the Dakotas
              D                       G
like they're ghosts crawling on the freeway
                D
Looking for a resting place.
              G                                        D
Looking for roadside memorials, crosses and roses, a makeshift grave
                            G G F#m
A place they could fade away.

[Prechorus] 
               Em                  G
I want you to know (I want you to know)
                  Em                     G
I don't feel so alone (I don't feel so alone)

[Chorus]
           D             G
I'm slow dancing with San Andreas,
 Bm                      A             G     
scared to death I won't walk these streets again.
D                     G
  If we fail are we collateral damage?
     Bm       A           G
Did any of this make a difference?
Bm                 G
I'm drowning in shallow water.
Bm                        G
I'm singing through the lump in my throat again.
D                G
If I'm given a voice but I don't say a thing,
Bm       A            G
is that blood on my hands?

[Bridge]
Em                      G
My grandfather drove a city bus
                    A
so maybe all this wandering in circles
              D
comes from somewhere in my blood.
Em                       G
My grandfather drove a city bus
                    A
so maybe all this restlessness,
        G                F#                                        Bm  G
this discontent, this constant search for progress is in my blood

[Chorus]
           D             G
I'm slow dancing with San Andreas,
 Bm                      A             G     
scared to death I won't walk these streets again.
D                     G
  If we fail are we collateral damage?
     Bm       A           G
Did any of this make a difference?
Bm                 G
I'm drowning in shallow water.
Bm                        G
I'm singing through the lump in my throat again.
D                G
If I'm given a voice but I don't say a thing,
Bm       A            G
is that blood on my hands?

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