Tom: F
Introdução:
Am G
Lying in the park on a beautiful day,
F
Sunshine in the grass, and the children play.
Am G
Siren's passing, fire engine red,
F
Someone's house is burning down on a day like this?
Am G
The evening comes and we're hanging out,
F
On the front step, and a car goes by with windows rolled down,
Am G
And that war song is playing, “why can't we be friends?”
F
Someone is screaming and crying in the apartment upstairs
C G
Funny the way it is, if you think about it
Bm F
Somebody's going hungry and someone else is eating out
C G
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
Bm F
Somebody's heart is broken and it becomes your favorite song
(Riff)
Am G
The way your mouth feels in your lovers kiss
F
Like a pretty bird on a breeze or water to a fish
Am G
A bomb blast brings a building crashing to the floor
F
You can hear the laughter, while the children play “war”
C G
Funny the way it is, if you think about it
Bm F
One kid walks 10 miles to school, another's dropping out
C G
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
Bm F
On a soldier's last breath his baby's being born
(Riff)
Dm Bb C F E5 Dm
Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing under me
Bb C F E5
It must've been much harder when there was no bridge, just water
Dm Bb C F E5
Now the world is small. Remember how it used to be,
Dm Bb C G G7
With mountains and oceans and winters and rivers and stars?
Am G
Watch the sky, the jet planes, so far out of my reach
F
Is there someone up there looking down on me?
Am G
Boy chase a bird, so close but every time
F
He'll never catch her, but he can't stop trying
C G
Funny the way it is, if you think about it
Bm F
One kid walks 10 miles to school, another's dropping out
C G
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
Bm F
On a soldier's last breath his baby's being born
C G
Funny the way it is, not right or wrong
Bm F
Somebody's broken heart becomes your favorite song
C G
Funny the way it is, if you think about it
Bm F
A kid walks 10 miles to school, another's dropping out.
(Riff)
Dm Bb C F E5 Dm
Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing under me
Bb C F E5
It must've been much harder when there was no bridge, just water
Dm Bb C F E5
Now the world is small. Remember how it used to be,
Dm Bb C G G7
With mountains and oceans and winters and rivers and stars?