Here On The Ground
Luke Thompson
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Intro:F Bb F BbF Outside the door are the empty, the poorBb Are the lives that are living noF C moreF Some of them grievers or broken believersBb F C Or used in some meaningless warBb C Go see for yourself if you think it'll helpDm Bb But I just cannot go there no moreC Bb Oh Lord, I will not go outside theF Bb F Bb doorF Down on the street there's a rhythm, a beatBb You get caught up, you'll never getF C freeF A humming of heat to a strumming of feetBb F C You forget who you wanted to beBb C And under the madness an echoing sadnessDm Bb That whispers you'll never be freeC Bb Oh Lord, I will not go down on theF Bb F Bb streetF Out into the city, the gruesome, the grittyBb F C The lovers, livers and lonelyF Away from my eyes in the thick fog, the criesBb Of the bleeding, broken andF C breakingBb Your name there is nothing, theC street signs are bluffingContinúa después del anuncioDm Bb They'll put you wherever they pleaseC Bb F Oh Lord, I will not go into the cityBb I’m already jadedC Already I'm fadedDm Bb There's nothing to learn or to knowC F Bb F Bb Oh Lord, I will not goF Under the bridge there, the shadowy ridge thereBb F C That hides and is keeping us hidF Where nothing is growing nor sunlight is showingBb F C Or shining on all that we didBb And the rumble of cars that goesC bellowing pastDm They're just running away with theBb windC Bb Oh Lord, I will not go under theF Bb F Bb F Bb bridgeF Out into the battle, they lead you like cattleBb F C And even they got their own lawsF You won’t be locked up there, nor shot or shocked up thereBb F C For shooting a man to the floorBb They train you and break you, andC re-educate youDm Bb But won’t tell you why or what forC Bb F Oh Lord, I will not go into theBb F Bb F Bb F Bb warF Up into the sky where the great engines flyBb Where they throw you and roll youF C like diceF We've conquered the moon with explosions and fumesBb F We have conquered the universeC highBb But looking back down there's aC reasoning soundDm Bb That says nobody gets out aliveC Bb F Oh Lord, I will not go into skyBb There's no one aroundC Just the beckoning soundDm And there's no room to dream or toBb growC F Bb F Bb Oh Lord, I will not go (IF Bb F Bb will not go)F Here on the ground we are lost, we are foundBb We are lonely, we're spinningF C aroundF Away from the crowds and the armies of clownsBb F C Away from the carnival soundsBb And out of the deep where theC tectonic sleepsDm Bb And darkness will follow you downC Bb Oh Lord, just let me stay here onF the ground