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