Intro: D Bm A [x2]
D Bm D Bm
I walk right past his window when the light is growing dim
D Bm D Bm
He looks away from me and as I glance in at him
D Bm D Bm
He owns one bed, one bookcase and the television
D Bm D Bm
He sits and watches and I'm glad I'm not there with him
A G
There was a time when he was young
A G D
There was a time when he had no time to regret what he'd done
D Bm A [x2]
D Bm
There are six men on the ground floor
D Bm
Three stories up and there are sixteen more
D Bm
And the stories they tell you think you've heard before
D Bm
But listen closely, to be sure
A G
There was a time when they were young
A G D
There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done
D Bm
I see him on the street in the cold
D Bm D
He nods as if to greet me, I feel too young, and he too old
D Bm A [x2]
D Bm
He is a nameless face to me
D Bm
This is his hiding place I see
D Bm
He talks to himself, I can see his breath
D Bm
Sixteen rooms, sixteen men off the meth
A G
There was a time when they were young
A G D
There was a time when they had no time to regret what they'd done