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