Ones And Zeros

C  Bb  F  C

          C
There’s a black hole pulling me in
         Bb                        
I slowly bend till I see the back 
         F
of my own sins
I stole my soul from myself now I 
C
wonder

            C
Wonder – is there somebody with a 
perfect plan
            Bb
That goes boom when it’s stamped and
 we could understand
        F                       
How the gods of old used to clap 
                     C
their hands to make thunder

         C
So we’re clapping and we’re laughing
 like it was so absurd
        Bb
In the future we’ll be laughing at 
who we were
      F                            
Right now as man plays god with the
                C
 land that he plunders

       C
To the one unknown no one can know
     Bb
nor see That’s resistant to greed
                F               
If we listen to time after time, 
                   C
time can never go under

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             C              F     
There’s this vine trying to climb 
            G      F       Am
Through the window into my life
        Am           G            
I don’t mind I don’t mind I don’t 
F
mind
             C              F     
There’s this wine trying to find 
                G      F       Am
Its way from the bottle into my mind
      Am         G          F
In my mind In my mind In my mind

[Instrumental]
C  Dm  C  Bb  Am  Am  F  Dm

            C
And so this vine is trying to climb 
Through the window into my life
            Bb
To bring me symmetry And memories of
 a backlit breeze
F                             
Back into a dream on the ground 
                       C
Looking up at the sun coming down

       C
Into a world of boys and girls Are 
holding handheld devices
              Bb
While they’re eating and they’re 
sleeping And they’re dreaming of the
 prices
         F                         
We’ll be paying down the line When 
the ice melts maybe it will turn to 
C
wine

            C
And all the greatest of the heroes 
started jumping from the books
             Bb
They started wearing ones and zeros 
Looking more and more like crooks
               F
They stole the sunlight from the 
future Took a sip drained half the 
glass and
            C
put it back

             C
And a lot of people like to have a 
feast Not so many could stomach the 
killing
       Bb
Lot of traffic on the streets, so 
who’s really doing all the drilling
        F                        
Keep on filling what can never be 
                               C
full My imagination has got a hold 
on me

             C              F     
There’s this vine trying to climb 
             G     F       Am
Through the window into my life
        Am           G            
I don’t mind I don’t mind I don’t 
F
mind
             C              F     
There’s this wine trying to find 
                G      F       Am
Its way from the bottle into my mind
      Am         G          F
In my mind In my mind In my mind

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[End on] C