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A cold and wet November dawn
D Bm C
and there are no barking sparrows
D F A
just emptiness to dwell upon
D Bm G
I fell into a winter slide
D Bm C
and ended up the kind of kid who goes down chutes too narrow
D F A
just eking out my measly pies
Chorus:
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But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I
G D F A
know there is this side of me that
G D A D
wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
G D F A
fly the whole mess into the sea
D Bm G
Another slow train to the coast
D Bm C
some brand new gory art from way on high
D F A
I sink and then I swim all night
D Bm G
I watch the ice melt on the glass
D Bm C
while the eloquent young pilgrims pass
D F
and leave behind their trail
C A
imploring us not to fail
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Of course I raised to gather courage from those
G D F A
lofty tales so tried and true and
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if you're able I'd suggest it 'cause this
G D F A
modern thought can get the best of you
Bm D
This rather simple epitaph
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can save your hide your falling mind
Bm D
fate isn't what we're up against
G A G A
there's no design no flaws to find
G A G A
there's no design no flaws to find
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sorry i couldn't figure out the solo
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G D A D
But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I
G D F A
know I got this side of me that
G D A D
wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
G D F A
fly the whole mess into the sea