with your middle finger; then hit the fifth fret of the low E string (the A
finger. I know it requires a lot of painful stretching, but you should get
Don~t give me answers or I would refuse
Yes is a word for which I have no use
And I wasn~t looking for heaven or hell
Just someone to listen to stories I tell
What is a blessing? What is a dream?
Caught between portraits and none~s what it seems
And why is it some would expect there~s a change
When I feel I~m a part of something I can~t see
And I feel the same
Don~t ask me questions or I will retreat
Fame is a cancer and ego its seed
Now I wasn~t looking for heaven or hell
Just someone to listen to stories I tell
Do you ever wonder?
Did you ever care to stories I tell
Stories I tell
Sto ries I tell
Subtle salvation in poems and pros
Hiding our heads in a shadow of home
I wasn~t looking for wreaths or for bells
Just someone to listen to stories I tell
Stories I tell
And that is basically all you need to know for the song. Bye-bye