Come Calling
Michael Timmins
[C#m] [A] [B] [C#m] [B] [A]
The [C#m] stillness here,
like what he [A] sometimes finds in- [B] side her,
[C#m] hits so hard it can [B] steal your breath for- [A] ever.
He [C#m] sometimes wonders
is the [A] sum of their lives to- [B] gether
[C#m] him on the floor and her [B] lost to a mind in [A] tatters.
These days he’s [F#] drinking for the pleasure of [A] falling
and he’s [F#] falling for the pleasure of pre- [A] tending
that she’s [F#] sitting by the window [A] waiting
for him to come [C#m] calling. [A] [B] [C#m] [B] [A]
If [C#m] I could fix me up a [A] week of twilight [B] hours
we’d [C#m] sit on the point
and watch the [B] sun continually [A] flounder.
[C#m] Bathed in gold we’d plug [A] into some kind of [B] power
and con- [C#m] nect with those days
back be- [B] fore all of this went [A] sour.
‘Cause I’m [F#] drinking for the pleasure of [A] falling
and I’m [F#] falling for the pleasure of pre- [A] tending
that you’re [F#] sitting by the window [A] waiting
for me to come [C#m] calling. [A] [B] [C#m] [B] [A]
[C#m] Odd how the darkness [A] always makes us [B] whisper
and with the [C#m] last of the sun
you can [B] feel the approach of the [A] winter.
[C#m] Now is the time of each [A] day that I
desperately [B] miss her.
I sup- [C#m] pose I will learn how to [B] live my life with- [A] out her.
So you’re [F#] drinking for the pleasure of [A] falling
and you’re [F#] falling for the pleasure of pre- [A] tending
that I’m [F#] sitting by the window [A] waiting
for you to come [C#m] calling. [A] [C#m] [A]
for you to come [C#m] calling. [A] [C#m] [A]
for you to come [C#m] calling. [A] [C#m] [A]
for you to come [C#m] calling. [A] [C#m] [A]
Tabbed by Brian Davies (davies@ils.nwu.edu)
bbkim’s note: This is for both the “His” and “Hers” versions, the only thing that changes is the tempo.