Verse
A#m F# F
I come up with the sun rise and out like the rolling smoke.
A#m F# F
Lend a smile to my sad soul cause life is a cold cruel joke.
A#m F# F
Plant my body in the soil, nourish every bone that grows.
A#m F# F
Count my deeds, all of my sins, and rings of every stone I throw.
A#m F# F
I let the paint drip slowly in hopes that time will set me free.
A#m F# F
Now all the meanwhile I wish that they'd just let me be.
A#m F# F
They turn a dozen blind eyes as far as the eye can see.
A#m F# F
Look a little closer, I rest deeper than the roots of a tree.
[Chorus]
G# F#
I try to lose my grip, every man has his vice.
F A#m F# F
Every bet you make there's a debt to pay, at a very tempting price.
[Verse 2]
A#m F# F
Analyze my reflection, don't know if I'm better than dead.
A#m A#m F# F
So close to conclusion, I better quit while I'm ahead.
A#m F# F
There's no clear path, I like walking where I can't be seen.
A#m F# F
Stroll the long gone shadows, babe a man can only dream.
A#m F# F
Well I rise with the sunset and set the tone for overtime.
A#m F# F
Toss some change in my top hat, I'll vanish at the drop of a dime.
A#m F# F
Sink my body in the water, nourish every bone that grows.
A#m F# F
Count the steps between the seconds and rings of every stone I throw.
[Chorus]
G# F#
I try to lose my grip, every man has his vice.
F A#m F# F
Every bet you make have another take for a very hefty price.
[Verse 3]
A#m F# F
Slave away the graveyard, it's tough to bury your own kind.
A#m F# F
Ask me about a quarrel, I'll tell you babe that I don't mind.
A#m F# F
I may have empty pockets, never have a vacant hole.
A#m F# F
Count the space between each gravestone and wail of every taken soul.
A#m F# F
Stumbling through the moonlight, taking sips of cherry wine.
A#m F# F
The wind rambles down the alley, tells me that I'll do just fine.
A#m F# F
Nothing lasts forever, so babe I'll just take things slow.
A#m F# F
Count on me to stir the water with rings from every stone I throw.
[Chorus]
G# F#
I try to lose my grip, every man has his vice.
F A#m F# A#m
Take the rings off of a dead man but never take my own advice.
[Verse 4]
A#m F# F
I watch the water boil over in hopes that time will set me free.
A#m F# F
Now all the meanwhile I wish that they'd just let me be.
A#m F# F
They close a dozen blind eyes but won't lay an eye on me.
A#m F# F
I got to tread across the water, the horizon doesn't end at the sea.
[Outro]
A#m F# F
Only one obligation, when they call your name you better show.
A#m F# F
Count your last moments and rings from every stone I throw.
A#m F# F
Stay busy counting cards and betting lives as the cold wind blows.
A#m F# F A#m
Just don't run out of breath counting rings from every stone I throw.
F# F Bm
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