Intro
C, E, Am, F, A x4
D F#
The animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness.
Bm G A
baby cries hard in an apartment complex,
D F#
As I pass in a car buried under the influence.
Bm G A
The city's driving me out of my mind.
D F#
I've seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
Bm G A
He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree,
D F#
And lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity.
Bm G A
Next time he will not aim so high.
Bm A D
Yeah, next time, neither will I.
D F#
B mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
Bm G A
Her family is reduced to names on a shopping list.
D F#
Meanwhile, a coroner kneels, beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
Bm G A
He knows that there are worse things than being alone.
D F#
So, I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.
Bm G A
I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender?
D F#
Ambition, I've found, can only lead to failure.
Bm G A
I do not read the reviews.
Bm A D
No, I am not singing for you.
C, E, Am, F, A x4.
Am, G, D
D F#
I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well.
Bm G A
And I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help.
D F#
With all these wishes I make, I should buy something real,
Bm G A
At least a telephone call home.
D F#
Well, my teachers, they built the retaining wall memory,
Bm G A
All those multiple choices I answered so quickly.
D F#
And I got my grades back and forgot just as easily,
Bm G A
But at least I got an 'A'.
Bm A D
So I don't have them to blame.
D F#
I should stop pointing fingers; reserve my judgment
Bm G A
Of all those public action figures, the cowboy president.
D F#
So loud behind the bullhorn, so proud they can't admit
Bm G A
When they've made a mistake.
D F#
While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen,
Bm G A
He knows he don't have to say it, so it don't bother him.
D F#
"Honesty" "Accuracy" are really just "Popular Opinion."
Bm G A
And the approval rating's high.
Bm A D
And so someone's gonna die.
D F#
Well, ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
Bm G A
They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split.
D F#
And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment.
Bm G A
We are still the pawns in their game.
D F#
As they take an eye for an eye until no one can see,
Bm G A
And we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history.
D F#
Well, I guess that we all fit into your slogan on the fast food marquee:
Bm G A
Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues.
Bm A D
Oh, and the Blues? I got the Blues! That's me! That's me!
C, E, Am, F, A x4
Am, G, D
D F#
Well, I awoke in relief. My sheets and tubes were all tangled.
Bm G A
Weak from whiskey and pills, in a Chicago hospital.
D F#
My father was there, in a chair by the window,
Bm G A
staring so far away.
D F#
I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..."
Bm G A
He stopped me and said, "Child I love you regardless
D F#
And there is nothing you could do that would ever change this.
Bm G A
I'm not angry. It hap-pens.
Bm A D
But you just can't do it again.
D F#
So now I try to keep up, I have been exchanging my currency.
Bm G A
While a million objects pass through my periphery.
D F#
So now I am rubbing my eyes because they are starting to bother me.
Bm G A
I've been staring too long at the screen.
D F#
But where was it when I first heard that sweet sound of humility?
Bm G A
It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest of melodies.
D F#
How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery;
Bm G A
To love and to be loved.
Bm A D
Let's just hope that is enough.
C, E, Am, F, A x4
Am, G, C
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