Tom: A
Introdução:
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I am afraid of bridges, sometimes I have to turn around
D A
When I'm driving towards one, my heart begins to pound
D A
Last night at the bridge to Johnsburg, I swerved down a dead end street
D A
I sat there shaking in an empty lot full of broken glass and weeds
E D A
Then past me in the darkness ran four wild dogs
E D A
leaping over abandoned tires, high into the air
E D
In the air, in the air,
A
someday I will live in the air
E D
In the air, in the air,
A
someday I will live in the air
A D A
Once I loved a girl named Joan, her skin smelled just like falling snow
D A
One day she drove us off the road into a dead field of corn
D A
She laughed and hit the gas as we bounced across the rows,
D A
but I held onto the dashboard with my eyes tightly closed
E D A
Those wild dogs brought back that smell of falling snow
E D A
and the girl who lives in Johnsburg across a bridge I cannot go
E D
In the air, in the air,
A
someday I will live in the air
E D
In the air, in the air,
E
someday I will live in the air