Tono: G
Introducción:
G Am
Close skies, taking wages,
C G
from the ways that common go.
G Am
Of it's frightening, and it's loneness,
C G
and it's out there, searching and stare.
G
You've got to be ..., to hold it, to love it, to leave it,
Am C G
Or it won't belong (ahaaaa), to be someone's son, just like him.
Look out, all those faces,
G
I wanted to go, I wanted to fight.
Am
I wanted to get to the top of the white.
C G
I did what it could. Now it's through.
G
I wanted to crawl, I kneeled down to cry.
Am
I picked myself up, take a lot at the sky.
C G
I was given the room to see it through.
You've got to be ..., to hold it, to love it, to leave it,
G