| Bb | |
| Trying to l | earn to be less alive |
| Ab | |
| Using a | ll of my will |
| Bb | |
| To keep | very still |
| cm cm (add9) |
| Still even on the inside |
| cm |
| I've cut all of the pertinent wires |
| Bb | |
| So my | eyes can't make that connection |
| Ab | |
| I am | holding my breath |
| Bb | |
| I am | feigning my death |
| cm cm(add9) |
| When I'm looking in your direction |
| ~~~ |
| EbM | |
| 'Course | numb is an old hat |
| DbM | |
| Old as my | oldest memories |
| Ab | |
| See | that one's my mother |
| Bb | |
| And | that one's my father |
| cm cm(add9) |
| And that one in the hat, that's me |
| EbM | |
| It's a | skill I'd hoped to abandon |
| Bb? |
| When I got out on the open road |
| FM? |
| But any more pent up emotion |
| Bb? cm(add9) |
| And I think I'm gonna explode |
| ~~~ |
| cm cm(add9) |
| There's never been an endeavor so strange |
| Bb | |
| As trying to s | low the blood in my veins |
| Ab | |
| To | keep my face blank |
| Bb | |
| As a | stone that just sank |
| cm cm(add9) |
| Until not a ripple remains |
| cm cm(add9) |
| I am high above the tree line |
| Bb | |
| Sitting | cross legged on the ground |
| Ab | |
| When | all of the forbidden fruit |
| Bb | |
| has | fallen and rotted |
| cm cm(add9) |
| That's when I'm gonna come down |
| ~~~ |
| EbM | |
| 'Course | numb is an old hat |
| DbM | |
| Old as my | oldest memories |
| Ab | |
| See | that one's my mother |
| Bb | |
| And | that one's my father |
| cm cm(add9) |
| And that one in the hat, that's me |
| EbM | |
| It's a | skill I'd hoped to abandon |
| Bb? |
| When I got out on the open road |
| FM? |
| But any more pent up emotion |
| Bb? cm(add9) |
| And I think I'm gonna explode |
| END ON: |
| cm(add9) |
| ***** |
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