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Always Leaving - Spoonboy G D Em C G D Em C
GToday I wrote a Dsong, and I guess that it's Emabout you, or how I never underCstood what dancing meant until I Gmet you. In a winter college Dtown you proved that we could Emmove in ways so Cun-ingenuine. GThen: on the crowded Dfloor, a little down, ten people Emover, was like standing on the Cviolent ocean Gshore. I said "you know it'd beD the same," and I said "Emboy don't be naive. even if i stuck aCround, but you know i'm always GleavinDg. you know i'm always EmleavinCg. you know i'm always GleaviDng. you know i'm always EmleaviCng. Gso today i wrote this Dsong, but somehow i know it's not Emabout you, as much as wanting to beClong, or have something to conGnect to. and how impermaDnence came wholly into Emquestion, when you, you Cchallenged my perception that to go Gback and forth is such a Dnoble task. you shook theEm sea without so much asC leaving tracks and gaveG motion a whole newD meaning. one i'd try to Emlearn if i wasn't always CleavinGg. D but you know i'm always EmleaviCng. you know i'm always GleavDing. you know i'm always EmleavCing