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[Em]I buckle in my seatbelt 
and plug my headset in a chair
And to the m[C]usic, 
I watch flight attendants move
They are po[Am]inting out the exits, 
but it looks more like a prayer
Or an a[Em]ncient dance their 
bloodline reaches through

These pl[Em]anes are good 
for sifting through
The warriors from the men
I get t[C]ime to sit and 
watch them for a while
You can see [Am]everywhere they're going

And everywhere they've been
In how they lo[Em]ok out at the 
clouds each time they smile

And I think 'm[Em]aybe he's 
in town for someone's birt[C]hday
Or m[Em]aybe he makes trouble everywh[C]ere
But as much he resi[Em]sts the conversation
Between the ri[C]vers and the freeways
[Am]He knows it's a[D]lways the[Em]re'

As the No[Em]rthwest Passage sits 
somewhere below me as I sleep
I dream of ca[C]ptains and 
explorers eating boots
When I a[Am]sk if I can join them, 
and they offer one to me
I wa[Em]ke up as my home comes into view

So I r[Em]eached out down for my 
notebook to see what impressions could be spun
But it's just bui[C]ldings and 
a million swimming pools
So I le[Am]af back through the 
pages to see where I am from
Or for some cr[Em]umbling map 
of what it's leading to

And I find that the h[Em]ero 
in this song that I am wr[C]iting
Doesn't kn[Em]ow he's just 
an image of myself[C]
But as much he resi[Em]sts 
the conversation
Between the ri[C]vers 
and the freeways
He's so[Am]mehow always 
as[D]king them for h[Em]elp

[Em][C][A][Em]
[Em][C][Am][Em]

I want to make o[Am]ut all the 
signs I've been igno[D]ring
How the tr[G]ees reach for the 
sky or in the le[C]ngth of someone's hair
[Am]Cause when you don't 
know where you are g[D]oing
[Em]Any road[D] will take you the[C]re

So ma[Em]ybe I'm in town 
for someone's bi[C]rthday
[Em]Maybe I make trouble everywhe[C]re
But as much I res[Em]ist the conversation
Between the r[C]ivers and the freeways
[Am]I know it's a[D]lways th[Em]ere
[Am]I know it's a[D]lways th[Em]ere
[Am]I know it's a[D]lways th[Em]ere