INTRO E|--------------------------------------------| B|--------------------------------------------| G|--------------------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------------12-| A|-3-3-3-3-3-5-6-7-8-9-10-10-10-10-10-10-10---| E|--------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------| B|---------------------------------| G|---------------------------------| D|---------------------------------| A|-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-----------------| E|-----------------4-4-4-4-1-1-1-1-| E|----------------------------| B|----------------------------| G|----------------------------| D|----------------------------| A|-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3------------| E|-----------------3--3--3--3-|(This part is actually played on bass, but I use it to fill the first few bars before the guitar comes in.) Well I'm free, I'm free like the world, I am I'm higher than the moon and so much higher still to go I'm dancing on the silver star, my boot prints on the white-wall tire (Guitar begins)C G See, see everyone's beautifulC G# Beautiful and terrified by the sunCm that's rising up in the eastG G# I gotta find my way home soonC G or I'll just drown in my delightC G Am And if I stumble my way through another year of blindnessF Dm C I don't deserve to come down from these drugs inside my brainContinues after the adG Am And if I fumble my way to the people who are mindlessF Dm C G I guess I get what's coming to me and my evil wicked waysC G Run, faster than light through meC You can soak my nerves in this vibrationG# Riding through your imaginationC Boot prints on the yellow fireG My footprints on the gilded starCm G But death, it's more than I can bear tonightC G# It's not the thought of being gone or the dark that I don't likeG G# C G But more confused by the emptiness of breath (where does it go?)C G Am And if I stumble my way through another year of blindnessF Dm C I don't deserve to come down from these drugs inside my brainG Am And if I stumble my way to the people who are mindlessF Dm C I guess I get what's coming to me and my evil wicked ways The rules I make have just lost the wayG like guarantees and beds we makeAm While life goes on for bread and cakeF Dm the ground it rumbles cracks and shakesC Underfoot the bugs and snakesG Am they carry us, they carry us away from hereF And underground it's happy deepDm where you go downC Oh, hallelujah, God is greatG You're never wrong, you're never lateAm 'Cause he designs these pretty thingsF Dm C I, when I die, I simply go alone.
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Luke Doucet
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