Fountains of Wayne - Fire in the canyon

^GThere's fire in the canyon ^BmRain on the ^Emplain and an ^Ceerie kind of ^Gsadness on the ^D7highway ^Gtoday Was it ^Gdriving together That ^Bmdrove us ^Emapart Or did ^Cwe change dir^Gections chasing ^D7arrows and hearts

We've been ^Emwondering ^D7alone Such a lo^Gng time ^BmLose our way ^Cwe go town to ^Gtown Be^Emlieve us to be ^D7born Into a pat^Gh straight and nar^Emrow On e^Cvery crooked^D7 road we travel ^Gdown

And I'm ^Gchecking out the road signs ^BmHighway ^Emhotels And their ^Cair-conditioned c^Gable-ready ^D7Cold padded cells And we ^Gread them like stories In ^Bmtrash maga^Emzines But we ^Cain t really ^Gsure what it ^D7means

We've been ^Emwondering ^D7alone Such a lo^Gng time ^BmLose our way ^Cwe go town to ^Gtown Be^Emlieve us to be ^D7born Into a pat^Gh straight and nar^Emrow On e^Cvery crooked^D7 road we travel ^Gdown

I ^Aride this motorway For a ^C#mthousand miles a day Til the r^Doad runs outta black top Or I w^Eill this world away Each ^Atown is steeped in rain An^C#md I know each one by name Cause this ^Dworld is wrapped around me And I ^E7wear it like a chai^An

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