Intro
F# E 4x
[Verse]
F# E B E
Wake up the dying, don't wake up the dead
F# E B E
Change what you're saying, don't change what you've said
F# E B E
Now that it's time that I got out of bed
[Chorus]
B F# A E
When I'll walk myself down Sycamore Street
B F# A E
The sun beats down, no shoes on my feet
B F# C# F# E F# E
And I stumble on, a daisy through concrete
[Verse]
F# E B E
Pink and brown babies in pink stroller cars,
F# E B E
Know that it's good, they don't care where they are
F# E B E
They know that home doesn't feel very far
[Chorus]
B F# A E
When I'll walk myself down Sycamore Street
B F# A E
The sun beats down, no shoes on my feet
B F# C# F# E F# E
And I stumble on, a daisy through concrete
[Instrumental]
B F# A E 2x
B F# C# F# E F# E
[Verse]
F# E B E
Airplane is flyin' up in the sky
F# E B E
Makin' a pattern with the white lines
F# E B E
Looks like a heart or maybe a pie
[Chorus]
B F# A E
When I'll walk myself down Sycamore Street
B F# A E
The sun beats down, no shoes on my feet
B F# C# F# E F# E
And I stumble on, a daisy through concrete
F# E B D