Gm Bm
found himself out into the road the dust up to his nose
Gm Bm
put that anchor down to find a place where he could go
Dm Am
'cause he was looking for the shelter from the storm
Fm Cm D
you were looking for a place that you could call your own... you...
Gm Bm
kept on, now walking past the signs you used to see
Gm Bm
kept on getting used to dropping-anchor in the sea
Dm Am
'cause you're looking for a shelter of the storm
FmCm D
looks like news that storm is coming closer every day now...
Gm Bm Gm Bm Dm Am Fm Cm D
uuu...
Gm
drove himself into a town, the roads were paved with gold
Bm
(all the roads were paved with gold)
Gm
eyes wide open, shutters closed (eyes wide open, shutters closed)
Bm
just waiting for my time... no (quarter to twelve is time to go)
Gm
the sorrow's hiding underground the rain is falling upside down
Bm
(and the clouds are turning red like flames)
Dm Am Fm
oh 'cause i'm looking for a shelter from the storm... 'cause she's getting
Cm D Gm Bm Gm Bm Dm Am Fm Cm D
closer every daaaaaaayyyyyyeyeyeyehey!
Gm Bm
the storm is getting closer every day x3
Bm
every day