Em      C       G       D

VERSE 1
Em      C
To my mother, I'll be sorry that I gotta go
G       D
To my brother, I'll be sorry that I gotta go
Em      C
To you I wish that I could say I wish you well
G       D
But I think I'll be waiting until
Em      C       G       D
I'm honestly able.

VERSE 2
I'm sure the air is lighter on the seas
In every city settled far away from me
Now I'm negotiating with the fear
That something's wrong with the daylight here
And I can't fix it.

CHORUS
C       G
Crooked or kind, if I'm free, if I'm fine
D       Em
Either way, whatever I do
C       G
Whichever coast, there'll be room there for ghosts
D       Em                              C       G       D
Either way, I'll be thinking of you.

VERSE 3
When gone I have sworn that I will worry not
Of satisfaction, justice, or the will of God
I'm not sure there's any difference in the three
Whatever the conscience decrees
I hope we both feel right.

CHORUS
Crooked or kind, if I'm free, if I'm fine
Either way, whatever I do
Whichever coast, there'll be room there for ghosts
Either way, I'll be thinking of you.