Return To The Violence Of The Ocean Floor

But it's up to you how to play it, even all open chords 
sound okay to me. 

Intro: 
A 
C E Dm C A x4 

C     E     Dm    C     A 
One, two, three, four, five. 
C     E     Dm     C    A 
One, two, three, four, five. 

             C  E Dm C A 
I've got a spirit 
A 
Made out of sand 
C             E                 Dm    C A 
Sometimes it slips through my fingers 
A 
Back onto the beach 

G Am C Dm F x2 

                  G  Am C Dm F 
Said I've got a spirit 
F 
Made out of sand 
G             Am                C    Dm F 
Sometimes it slips through my fingers 
F                   G 
Back onto the beach 
    Am           C  Dm F   
In some kind of lust 
F                 G 
Some kind of lust 
Am            C  Dm F 
Some kind of lust 
       G            Am   C        Dm     F 
To return to the violence of the ocean floor 
       G            Am   C        Dm     F 
To return to the violence of the ocean floor 

G Am C Dm F x4 
Dm F x2 

             G 
So I kneel down 
      Am      C  Dm F 
And gather it up 
F 
Grain by grain 
G          Am      C   Dm F 
I have to keep it safe 
F 
I have some things to say: 
             G                 Am          C                  Dm 
Like, you should have been a writer, you should have played guitar, 
            F 
But those kids keep coming down the fucking hill 
      G                 Am          C                  Dm 
You should have been a writer, you should have played guitar, 
            F 
But those kids keep coming down the fucking hill 
          G                  Am          C                  Dm 
Or, you should have been a writer, you should have played guitar, 
Dm           
But your face looks like a statue in the dark 
          G            Am            C   Dm 
Like a candle that is held up to a mirror 
Dm 
Or the terrible glimpse of a shark 
                    G Am C Dm F 
Within your idiot heart 

G Am C Dm F x3 

Dm                                                  F  
I heard you hate it, just based on your principles now 
Dm                                                  F  
I heard you hate it, just based on your principles now 
Dm                                                      F  
I heard you hate it all, just based on your principles now 

            G  Am C Dm  
So I kneel down 
F 
Down into your burning sand, singing 
G                 Am     C               Dm 
One, we got the spirit, two, we got the music 
F 
Three, we got the past and four, we got the future 
     G            Am           C  Dm F 
And five, we got some kind of lust 
F                 G 
Some kind of lust 
Am            C  Dm F 
Some kind of lust 
       G            Am   C        Dm     F 
To return to the violence of the ocean floor 
       G            Am   C        Dm     F 
To return to the violence of the ocean floor 
       G            Am   C        Dm     F 
To return to the violence of the ocean floor 
       G            Am   C        Dm     F 
To return to the violence of the ocean floor 

Dm F  
C Am 
G 

C E Dm C A x6 
C Dm Bb F x4