Tom: A
Introdução:
F#m
When you were young
A
You'd bite your tongue
E B
Calm, always did what you were told
F#m
Never ran your mouth
A
Lived life on tiptoes
E B
Only felt peace if by yourself
F#m
When mistakes don't count
A E
There's a hole in your chest
D
From the time that you were born
F#m
One that don't get filled
A E
'cause you've always known you're nothin' they want
F#m B D
But everybody's bones are just holy branches
E F#m
Cast from trees to cut patterns into the world
B D
And in time we find some shelter
E Bm
Spill our leaves and then sleep in the Earth
D
And when we're there we'll belong
E F#m
'cause the Earth don't give a damn if you're lost
F#m A
Now I live alone
E B
Working the belly of machines
F#m
Wring my soot-black hands
A
And I don't sleep much
E
Days don't feel different
B
From the nights
F#m
With no goals in mind
A E
There's a hole in my chest
D
From the time I walked away
F#m
One I fill with sweat
A E
So now I know I'm nothin' they want
F#m B D
But everybody's bones are just holy branches
E F#m
Ride the breeze to cut patterns in the leaves
B D
And in time we find some shelter
E D
Spill our seeds and then wait for our turns
F#m A E
But for now we're adrift on the waves of discontent
D
Trying to carve our place
F#m E
All in hopes we'll be something they want
F#m
But I'm not holding my breath
B D B
Trace your fingers down my spine
B D B
Make your home behind my eyes
B D B
Line my skull with harmless lies
D E F#m
I'll bide my time until I'm something they want.