Key: D
Introduction:
Dchºrds
normally played by a separate guitar from the one that's strumming.
(Three muted strums)
D Bb G D Bb C D FA
D Bb G D
A cold and wet November dawn
Bb C D
And there are no barking sparrows
F A D
Just emptiness to dwell upon.
Bb G D
I fell into a winter slide
Bb C D
And ended up the kind of kid who goes down chutes too narrow
F A
Just sneaking out my measly pies.
G D A D
But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I
G D F A
Know there is this side of me that
G D A D
Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
G D F A
Fly the whole mess into the sea.
D Bb G D
Another slow train to the coast
Bb C D
Some brand new gory art from way on high
F A D
I sink and then I swim all night.
Bb G D
I watch the ice melt on the glass
Bb C D
While the eloquent young pilgrims pass
F
And leave behind their trail
C A
Imploring us all not to fail.
G D A D
Of course I was raised to gather courage from those
G D F A
Lofty tales so tried and true, but
G D A D
If you're able I'd suggest it 'cause this
G D F A
Modern thought can get the best of you.
Bm D G A G A
This rather simple epitaph can save your hide, your falling mind
Bm D G A G A
Fate isn't what we're up against there's no design, no flaws to find
G A G A
There's no design, no flaws to find.
G D A D
But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I
G D F A
Know I got this side of me that
G D A D
Wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
G D F A D
Fly the whole mess into the sea.