G | | | Bm | | | G7/F | | | C/E | | |
C | | | G | | | D Dsus2 | | | D Dsus4 | | |
G | Bm | ||
On | bended knee is no | way | to be free |
G7/F | C/E | ||
Lift | ing up an empty cup, I | ask | silently |
C | G | ||
All | my destinations will ac | cept | the one that’s me |
D | Dsus2 | D | Dsus4 | ||
So | I | can breathe |
G | Bm | ||
Cir | cles they grow, and they | swal | low people whole |
G7/F | C/E | |
Half | their lives they say goodnight to | wives |
they’ll never know |
C | G | |||
A | mind | full of questions, and a | teach | er in my soul |
D | Dsus2 | D | Dsus4 | ||
And | so | it goes |
G | Bm | ||
Don’t | come closer or | I’ll | have to go |
G7/F | C/E | ||
Hold | ing me like gravity are | plac | es that pull |
C | G | |||
If | ev | er there was someone to | keep | me at home |
D | Dsus2 | D | Dsus4 | ||
It | would | be you |
G | Bm | ||
Ev | eryone I come across, in | cag | es they bought |
G7/F | C/E | ||
They | think | of me and my wandering, but I’m | never |
what they thought |
C | G | ||
I’ve | got | my indignation, but I’m | pure |
in all my thoughts |
D | Dsus2 | D | Dsus4 | |
I’m | alive |
G | Bm | ||
Wind | in my hair, I feel | part | of everywhere |
G7/F | C/E | ||
Under | neath my being is a | road | that disappeared |
C | G | ||
Late | at night I hear the trees, they’re | sing | ing |
with the dead |
D | Dsus2 | D | Dsus4 | |
Ov | erhead |
G | Bm | ||
Leave | it to me as I | find | a way to be |
G7/F | C/E | ||
Consider | me a satellite | forever | orbiting |
C | G | ||
I | knew all the rules, but the | rules | did not know me |
D | Dsus2 | D | Dsus4 | |
Guar | anteed |
G | | | Bm | | | G7/F | | | C/E | | |
C | | | G | | | D Dsus2 | | | D Dsus4 | | |