Intro
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Bm
Gilbert works alone, late into the night
C G C
Dangling from a freeway overpass
Bm
He’s welding rebar and sculpting concrete
C G C
They’re paving in the gap way out west
Am Em
Off in the distance the sleeping city shines
C G C
Raises his mask to take a look
Am Em
Slips from the perch still holding onto his torch
C G C
I see him falling just like a burning star
Bm G Em C
Out of control mmmmmm mmmmmm
Bm G Em C
And heading way of course mmmmmmm mmmmmm
Bm C G
Waking up confused in a bed of thorn
C Bm
And a world turn upside down
Bm
No questionasked no party ever surched
C G C
Like a blip Gilbert slips into the void
Am Em
E rustle nearby and vision appears
C G C
Made from saquaro boots and rib
Am
She takes ahold of his prickly hand
Em
And together they stand
C G C
Walk on through the ruins of a world
That lost control...
Bm G Em F....
The most beautiful song