Tono: C
Introducción: C C
C
Listen, children
Em
don't give up on this world we're livin' in
F
an endless chorus of beeping
C G
And countless digits, we're praying to God from these holes that we're digging
C Em
Oh, I get that it's all cataclysmic and someday we'll fall
F
what good is a warning?
C G
Like old man before me, I'll rise up and meet the road
G
I have no fear of the crash of the tumbling markets
F
Why bother saving with holes in my pockets?
G
It's all a relic someday
F C
we cannot look back and wonder what money paid for
C
Hold on, lover
Em
It's never the worse that we've seen
F
there's nothing new
I would gladly talk through
C G
tin cans with some string tied between
C
Over land, over sea
G
They'll threaten you as far as their guns can reach
F
Don't think about it
Or what allowed it
C
Just enlighten
G
What do I worship?
Send me my options
F
There's already too much,
too much, too often
G
They say peace is boring
If that much is true
F
Why am I always running to what's un-pursued?
C
I don't know...
C
Oh now the moon is shaking
Em
Watching as his mother's taking
F C
Stock of what has been done...so long
G
I have no fear of the crash of the tumbling markets
F
Why bother saving with holes in my pockets?
G
There's too many numbers that don't mean a thing
F
we should carve our initials into the machine
G
cause it's all a relic someday
F C
we cannot look back and wonder what money paid for