No Closer To Heaven

                   C           
I'm digging up the bones of the 
               Em
failures I've buried
                   F             
I'm pulling out my white flags in 
         G
various stages
                    Dm
The sun bleached in gray
                     Am
Gonna sew them all together
                    C7          
Gonna fashion their bones into a 
 F
frame
                   G
Tie the flags on a string
                               F
Stretched across until they're wings
        Fm
I'm no closer to heaven

( C  Em  F  C  C/B  Am  G7 )

            C                      
I clipped a bird with my car on the
 Em
 freeway
               F
He won't see a burial
             G                     
And all week long I kept thinking 
  Dm
of death
                           Am
How me and Hemingway share forehead 
scars
                 C7                
I won't meet the same fate that he 
F
did
                        G
In a world that I can't fix
                    F
With a hammer in my grip
         Fm
I'm no closer to heaven

Am                Dm      
It feels like the day before 
               G
something important
                  C                
It feels like the first snow of the
 C/B         Am
 season that sticks
              Dm                
It's how I'll always feel like a 
 G
failure
                  F
In the back of my head
          Fm
No matter where I've been

                 C
The future feels bright
                Em
The glow of the city
               F
Out across the great plains
                  G
With the closer I get
                    Dm
The further I feel away
                       Am
I can stay here in the darkness
               C7                  
Feels like I'm wandering in circles
     F
 for days
                   G
We never reach the gates
                     F
I'll keep walking anyway
         Fm        C
I'm no closer to heaven