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      We Looked Like Giants (Acoustic Version) - Death Cab For Cutie
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This is pretty close to how Ben Gibbard plays it.

Capo: 2nd Fret (all chords are relative to capo)


Intro
      Am                                                C                       
E|-------------------------------------------0---0-0-0-0-0-0----------|
B|--(1)--1-p-0--------------1-p-0------------1---0-1-0-1-0-1----------|
G|--(2)--------0------------------0----------0---0-0-0-0-0-0----------|
D|--(2)----------2-0-2--------------2-0-2----2---2-2-2-2-2-2----------|
A|---0-------------------0-------------------3---3-3-3-3-3-3----------|
E|--------------------------------------------------------------------|

      G 
E|--3---3-3-3-3-3-3-------------|
B|--3---1-3-1-3-1-3-------------|
G|--0---0-0-0-0-0-0-------------|
D|--0---0-0-0-0-0-0-------------|
A|--x---x-x-x-x-x-x-------------|
E|--3---3-3-3-3-3-3-------------|


Verse:

Am
God bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime

C                               G 
Remembering when you were mine, In a still suburban town

Am
When every thursday I'd brave those mountain passes

C                                  G
And you'd skip your early classes, And we'd learn how our bodies worked.


*Repeat intro*

Am
God damn the black night with all it's foul temptation

C                             G
I become what I always hated, When I was with you then

Am
We looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact

C                         G
Fumbling to make contact, As the others slept inside


Chorus:

Am                  F
And together there, In a shroud of frost, the mountain air

G
Began to pass through every pane of weathered glass

Am                    F                      G       E     
And I held you closer than anyone would ever get


*Repeat Intro*
G
Do you remember the JAMC? And reading aloud from magazines

G
I don't know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me

F
I've never been too good with secrets.

G    F
No...


Am                  F
And together there, In a shroud of frost, the mountain air

G
Began to pass through every pane of weathered glass

F
And I held you closer...


Outro:

E|-------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------3-(r| ing out)------------------|
G|-------------------------------------------------------|
D|-----0-2-0---------------------------------------------|
A|---2-------2-3-2-----3---------------------------------|
E|--3----------------1-----------------------------------|