At overlooking the canyon, right where I'm descending, I swear I,
See my former glory, still burning, it had every intent of returning
E A Asus E A
And years of planning the landing, to prepare for jumping the canyon
It's not death-defying, or cheering, it's the thrill of clearing, barely clearing
And if I see no hope for me, I still see hope for you
In the high-rise of the morning, the exception that proves my rule
E A Asus E A (x2)
Still I'm tying up loose ends, I tied them to a chair to defy them
To protect and hide them, untie them, these are not the ones you won't untie 'em
E A Asus E A
And now I'm jumping the canyon, after years of planning and planning
It's a monumental challenge: a feeling you must fight before you start free-wheelin'
And if I see no hope for me, I still see hope for you
In the wide eyes of the morning, the exception that proves my rule
Solo: E, A, Asus, E, A, Asus, E, A, Asus
And if I see no hope for me, I still see hope for you
In the high-rise of the morning, the exception that proves my rule
E A Asus E, A, Asus (x2)