D F#m Bm A It’s plain to see that my time is outD F#m Bm A My will is broken and I’m out of luckD F#m Bm A My bag is empty and I’m dried to the bone,D F#m Bm E My spirit’s sinking like a stormA D A I hope these weary eyes will show me the wayBm F#m D A And unlike I’m shining through the hazeD F#m Bm A I need to fall, now, gotta end this gameD F#m Bm A It’s off the head now, is this more of the sameD F#m Bm A If I don’t slow down, chains might paseD F#m Bm E I don’t see the end of these daysA D A I hope these weary eyes will show me the wayBm F#m D A And unlike I’m shining through the hazeA D A I hope this tight field will carry me home,Bm F#m D A So I can clear my head and rest these bonesD F#m Bm A Try to keep up with my shadow,D F#m Bm A But I’m always running out of breathD F#m Bm A I know that we mentioned big these battles,F#m Bm E This fighting over hereA D A I hope these weary eyes will show me the wayBm F#m D A And unlike I’m shining through the hazeA D A I hope this tight field will carry me home,Bm F#m D A So I can clear my head and rest these bonesBm F#m D A Clear my head and rest these bones
Weary Eyes
The Blue Van
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