Biography:
A Lot Like Birds is a six piece progressive rock/post-hardcore outfit from Sacramento, CA, formed in September 2009, known for their tendency to experiment with several diverse genre influences and their incorporation of orchestral and ambient sound-scapes contrasted by chaotic, schizophrenic episodes. On January 9th of 2011, A Lot Like Birds announced that Kurt Travis (Ex of Dance Gavin Dance, Five Minute Ride, No Not Constant, and O! the Joy) would be the new singer and second front-man, alongside Cory Lockwood.
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Bm G
Bm G
Bm G
Knocking on doors and swallow every key
Bm G D Emin7
Knocking on doors and swallow every key, carelessly
Bm G
Bm G
Bm G
What a terrible time we had, do you want it back?
Bm G D Emin7 Bm
What a terrible time we had, do you want it back, timelessly?
G D
We lived in the smallest world and all of it darkened as we slept
A
Knew our paces dictated the turn of the moon and the earth
Bm G D
And yet we still battled, began to doubt ourselves
A Bm
I saw a softness in you as you were, so that's where my claws went
G D
I used to drink off of you, take sips of perspective from things you said
A Bm
And when we disagreed it would burn, but I still loved to taste it
G D
Then something bittered, something within ourselves
A Bm G
Just as most of the things I deserved, I learned how to waste it
Bm G
I made you sick where I had meant to make you mine
Bm G
I found loneliness in a room that you were in
Bm G A
I know it tore you up, it wasn't by design
Bm A G
Do you care that it's over?
Bm A G
Do you ever trace the lines?
Bm A G
Was it shared? Are you sober
Bm A G Bm
Just to show we're not alike?
Bm
Walking home is harder
G
The pace gets hard to keep
G
when you're in all the windows
Bm
outlining every street
Bm
Do you disappear if I break them
G
or show up in every piece?
Bm
We don't ever speak but I'm holding on, I'm holding on, I'm holding on
Bm
Which version of you is the right one
G
the one from our memories?
G
The one locking doors that I knock on
Bm
and swallowing every key?
G
I don't want to sleep but it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
I don't want to sleep but it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
Bm A G
Do you care that it's over?
Bm A G
Do you ever trace the lines?
Bm A G
Was it shared? Are you sober
Bm A G Bm
Just to show we're not alike?
G D
I said I loved you as a way to change the subject,
A Bm
Fingers breaking as they crossed
G D
You said you loved me so you wouldn't have to prove it
A
With both eyes towards the door
Bm G
Bm G
Knocking on doors and swallow every key
Bm G D Emin7
Knocking on doors and swallow every key, carelessly
Bm G
Bm G
Bm G
What a terrible time we had, do you want it back?
Bm G D Emin7 Bm
What a terrible time we had, do you want it back, timelessly?
G D
We lived in the smallest world and all of it darkened as we slept
A
Knew our paces dictated the turn of the moon and the earth
Bm G D
And yet we still battled, began to doubt ourselves
A Bm
I saw a softness in you as you were, so that's where my claws went
G D
I used to drink off of you, take sips of perspective from things you said
A Bm
And when we disagreed it would burn, but I still loved to taste it
G D
Then something bittered, something within ourselves
A Bm G
Just as most of the things I deserved, I learned how to waste it
Bm G
I made you sick where I had meant to make you mine
Bm G
I found loneliness in a room that you were in
Bm G A
I know it tore you up, it wasn't by design
Bm A G
Do you care that it's over?
Bm A G
Do you ever trace the lines?
Bm A G
Was it shared? Are you sober
Bm A G Bm
Just to show we're not alike?
Bm
Walking home is harder
G
The pace gets hard to keep
G
when you're in all the windows
Bm
outlining every street
Bm
Do you disappear if I break them
G
or show up in every piece?
Bm
We don't ever speak but I'm holding on, I'm holding on, I'm holding on
Bm
Which version of you is the right one
G
the one from our memories?
G
The one locking doors that I knock on
Bm
and swallowing every key?
G
I don't want to sleep but it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
I don't want to sleep but it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on
Bm A G
Do you care that it's over?
Bm A G
Do you ever trace the lines?
Bm A G
Was it shared? Are you sober
Bm A G Bm
Just to show we're not alike?
G D
I said I loved you as a way to change the subject,
A Bm
Fingers breaking as they crossed
G D
You said you loved me so you wouldn't have to prove it
A
With both eyes towards the door
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