Intro - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -0 - 0- - - - - - - 0 -2 -2- -2 - 0 - -2 - - - - - - - - - - -2- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Em Gilbert works alone, late into the nightF C F Dangling from a freeway overpassEm He’s welding rebar and sculpting concreteF C F They’re paving in the gap way out westDm Am Off in the distance the sleeping city shinesF C F Raises his mask to take a lookDm Am Slips from the perch still holding onto his torchF C F I see him falling just like a burning starEm C Am F Out of control mmmmmm mmmmmmEm C Am F And heading way of course mmmmmmm mmmmmmEm F C Waking up confused in a bed of thornF Em And a world turn upside downEm No questionasked no party ever surchedF C F Like a blip Gilbert slips into the voidDm Am A rustle nearby and vision appearsF C F Made from saquaro boots and ribDm She takes ahold of his prickly handAm And together they standF C F Walk on through the ruins of a world That lost control...Em C Am F....
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