A Fathers Son

G               C
Knee deep and born into it,
Em                              D
 You didn't ask for this and 
      C
don't I know it?
G
 A father's son,
C
We couldn't hope for less.
Em                      D
Pry these words from my cold dead 
lips,
C
 Home is where the heart is.


[Chorus]
Em              G
 And the ghosts I draw
                Em
 Will leave you cold.  A bankrupt 
father
 D
To skin and bones.


[Bridge]
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G
 I'm moving over.
Em              C
I'm making room for you.
D
I'm making room.


[Verse 2]
G               C
 I will occupy the space between
Em      D              C
 What you say and what you mean.

 And you say
G                       C
 That the devil's in the detail.
                Em
 And if that's true,
            D
 When he is through with me he will
C
 Sure as hell be after you.


[Chorus]
Em              G
 And the ghosts I draw
                Em
 Will leave you cold.  A bankrupt 
father
 D
To skin and bones.


[Instrumental]


[Other]
G
 We escape, we escape, we escape,
                Em
With our minds made up.
G
 We escape, we escape, we escape,
Em
And our time is up.