Verse E|-8--7--5--x| B|-8--7--5--3| G|-7--7--5--0| beginning pt 1/verse D|-7--7--5--0| A|-x--x--x--x| E|-8--7--5--3| E|-8--7--5-x-5-x-x-x-x----x---x--| B|-8--7--5-x-5-x-3-x-3----3---3--| G|-7--7--5-x-5-x-0-x-0----0h2-2p0| beginning pt 2 D|-7--7--5-x-5-x-0-x-0----0---0--| A|-x--x--x-x-x-x-x-x-x----x---x--| E|-8--7--5-x-5-x-3-x-3----3---3--| Pre-Chorus strum last chord until Chorus E|-2h3-2----2h3-2----2h3-2-----2| B|-3---3----3---3----3---3-----3| G|-0---0----0---0----0---0-----2| D|-x---x----x---x----x---x-----0| A|-3---3----2---2----3---3-----x| E|-----------------------------2| Chorus E|-3--3--0----3---3| B|-3--3--1----3---3| G|-0--2--0h2--0h2-0| x2 D|-2--0--0h2--0---x| A|-3--x--0----x---2| E|----2-------3---3| let ring then back into verse E|-3--3--0----0--7--0| B|-3--3--1----3--5--3| G|-0--2--0h2--4--6--0| D|-2--0--0h2--0--7--4| A|-3--x--0----x--x--5| E|----2-------5--5---| After 2nd Chorus E|-5--5--7-5--3| B|-5--7--7-5--3| G|-6--6--9-0--2| x2 D|-7--7--9-4--0| A|-7--5--7-5--x| E|-5--5--x-x--3| 3rd Chorus E|-2--2--2----0-------------2--2--3-5| B|-3--3--0h3--0-------------3--3--3-5| G|-2--2--2----2----2| nd pt---2--2--0-6 then back to chorus D|-0--x--0h4--2-------------0--x--x-7| A|-x--4--2----0-------------x--4--2-7| E|-2--x-------x-------------2--x--3-5| I think its time when all the sermon all im waiting it Could use a change in scene, the scenes i've been repeating it Another day another plain a nother same thing Yesterday became tomorrow thats a strange thing Another string another strum another rhyme another hum I wanna breathe in, I wanna breathe in and out again. I'm tired of putting one foot in front of the other. I'm weary of where it leads me to I'm tired of movin on from my father Make me rest my head And take a breath or two. Simple stages simple minded love for you Is simply and completely complicated And i'm finding this daily drudgery Is finally catching up to me its time for this Savannah to make much of you and less of me I wanna breathe in I wanna breathe in and out again. I'm tired of putting one foot in front of the other. I'm weary of where it leads me to I'm tired of movin on from my father Make me rest my head And take a breath Or four in some pace Movin at the speed of sound Sounds like a race to me Oh the beadies Movin at the speed of sound its harmonies. I'm tired of putting one foot in front of the other. I'm weary of where it leads me to I'm tired of putting one foot in front of the other. I'm weary of where it leads me to I'm tired of movin on from my father Make me rest my head And take a breath or two.