[Intro]
C/G
[Verse 1]
C/G
Bustle and confusion
F
It is these scenes that I have been longing for
C/G
But institutions I’m on autopilot for
Promising allowances for cubicle adornments
F
Wanna dispose of my day dreams
G
That are with the meadow on the grade
F C/G
I hope it stays just the same as I recall
[Verse 2]
C/G
These are the tell-tale signs
F
Of being torn by living life, by living in the times
C/G
The bottled up anxieties from redefining these words like survive
And longing for enlightenment in spite of it, in light of it I’ll tell you
F
I’m not as calm as meets the eye
G F C/G
Seeing everything as defined by the limitations of what is in sight
[Verse 3]
F C/G
Despite the snide prose I’m not condescending not lazy
G
My dreams just are not in congruence with
Am
How you would have me dream and I’ll
F C/G G
Rest assured knowing I will find myself at peace if not at bay
[Chorus]
C/G G F C
So when I sit up straight piercing holes through my tongue to agree
Am G F C
It’s proneness to be kind due to my conditioning
Am G F C
Rampant thoughts that fill my mind have led me to believe
G
I’m not cut out for this town, my feet seem to have lost their ground
[Outro]
C/G G F C/G
Cause it’s a cold promenade, in stagnant shoes that aren’t a fit
Am G F C/G
And I’ve tried so hard to keep my restless feet inside
C B7 Am
It's why I’m leaving in the morning when the fog cooks off the bay
F G C/G
I awake.
C/G
[Verse 1]
C/G
Bustle and confusion
F
It is these scenes that I have been longing for
C/G
But institutions I’m on autopilot for
Promising allowances for cubicle adornments
F
Wanna dispose of my day dreams
G
That are with the meadow on the grade
F C/G
I hope it stays just the same as I recall
[Verse 2]
C/G
These are the tell-tale signs
F
Of being torn by living life, by living in the times
C/G
The bottled up anxieties from redefining these words like survive
And longing for enlightenment in spite of it, in light of it I’ll tell you
F
I’m not as calm as meets the eye
G F C/G
Seeing everything as defined by the limitations of what is in sight
[Verse 3]
F C/G
Despite the snide prose I’m not condescending not lazy
G
My dreams just are not in congruence with
Am
How you would have me dream and I’ll
F C/G G
Rest assured knowing I will find myself at peace if not at bay
[Chorus]
C/G G F C
So when I sit up straight piercing holes through my tongue to agree
Am G F C
It’s proneness to be kind due to my conditioning
Am G F C
Rampant thoughts that fill my mind have led me to believe
G
I’m not cut out for this town, my feet seem to have lost their ground
[Outro]
C/G G F C/G
Cause it’s a cold promenade, in stagnant shoes that aren’t a fit
Am G F C/G
And I’ve tried so hard to keep my restless feet inside
C B7 Am
It's why I’m leaving in the morning when the fog cooks off the bay
F G C/G
I awake.
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