F Cm F
Some of them standing, some were waiting in the line
F Cm D#
As if there was something that they thought they might find
Cm Gm F D#
Taking some strength from the feelings that always were shared
Cm F Bb
And in the background, the eyes that just stared
F Cm F
What was it brought you out here in the dark?
F Cm D#
Was it your only way of making your mark
Cm Gm F D#
Did you get rid of all the voices in your head?
Cm F Bb
Do you now miss them and the things that they said?
(Am G F C Dm G Dm Am F C Dm G)
G Dm G
On your own admission you raised up the knife
G Dm F
And you brought it down ending another man's life
Dm C G F
When it was done you just threw down the blade
Dm G C
While the red blood spread wider like the anger you made
G Dm G
I don't want this anger that's burning in me
G Dm F
It's something from which it's so hard to be free
Dm C G F
But none of the tears that we cry in sorrow or rage
Dm G C
Can make any difference, or turn back the page