G Em Am C Late at night cloudy white will creep over my old house G Em And the chair where i once sat Am G C Someone new is there and he'll stare at that wall G Am And we're all parts of an alphabet G We spell new words in new spots we're at E Am C And the big, round, blue boat drifts around in the dark G Bm Em Am C When you feel like a jerk does it make you confused G Em Like how could you become as awesome as you are Bm Am C And still feel like a loser G Bm When you feel ugly and petty Am G C Awkward and unsteady Bm Em Bm Am C Just try not to forget there's so many people who've liked you G Em A C And i hope that the art school enjoys your big drawing of ruin G Em A C We've all got good things to do and it's good when we do them Em From austin to brooklyn Am G C They're all smart and good-lookin' G Em We're all parts of an alphabet Am G Spell new words with new folks we met Em Am C And the big, round, blue boat drifts around in the dark G Em (A) Am C And the big, round, blue boat drifts around in the dark A And they say that we'll drift for awhile until we die D And the sun hits a spiral D It's a combination lock Am F And i'm just hoping that i'll get it open D Bm Am C End on G And that these joys and frustrations are just turns in the combination