Verse:
I look out to the fields
Where blood is shed upon the ground
I breathe in I breathe out
Change the channel mute the sound
I take a match, a cigarette
and a walk to clear my head
Stomach seething at the thought
Of all those human beings dead
 
 
Chorus:
       C                    Em           G
        Feels like I'm fiddilin' when Rome is 
         Em            (G    C    Em)
        burning down
        C             Em                 G            
      Should I put my fiddle down and rise up from 
        Em
        the ground
        C                    Em                    G
        God give me strength to pray that you will set 
                        Em
        things right
        C
        Cuz I'm Paralyzed, I'm Paralyzed