| C | |
| You're one with the burdon of intuition |
| Am | |
| You're one with the freedom of a blank stare |
| C | Am | |
| You're one with the best friend you lost |
| C | |
| You wish was still there |
| C | |
| You're one with the dust on that old piano |
| Am | |
| You're one with the strings on your new guitar |
| C | Am | |
| You're one with the wind through the open wi | ndow |
| C | |
| You are |
| G | |
| It was a faint line that brought you here |
| F | Am | |
| And a pulse that kept you in time |
| G | |
| It was the comfort of a tradition |
| F | C | |
| Like the few that were not that kind |
| G | |
| It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself |
| F | Am | |
| And everything you're running from |
| G | |
| And it's the same world, honey, that has brought you down |
| F | C | |
| As the one that's gonna pick you up |
| C | |
| And pick you up |
| C | |
| You're one with the echos of conversation |
| Am | |
| You're one with the strangers you overheard |
| C | Am | |
| You're one with the lesson that was the best | one |
| C | |
| You learned |
| G | |
| It was a faint line that brought you here |
| F | Am | |
| And a pulse that kept you in time |
| G | |
| It was the comfort of a tradition |
| F | C | |
| Like the few that were not that kind |
| G | |
| It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself |
| F | Am | |
| And everything you're running from |
| G | |
| And it's the same world, honey, that has brought you down |
| F | C | |
| As the one that's gonna pick you up |
| C | |
| And pick you up |
| G | F | |
| It was a long, dark, sleepy | morning walk |
| C | Am | |
| You fell down, case and poin | t |
| C | |
| It was a good start |
| C | Am | |
| It was a good start |
| G | F | |
| It was a long, dark, sleepy | morning walk |
| C | Am | |
| You fell down, case and poin | t |
| C | |
| It was a good start |
| C | F | |
| It was a good start |
| G | |
| It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself |
| F | Am | |
| And everything you're running from |
| G | |
| And it's the same world, honey, that has brought you down |
| F | C | |
| As the one that's gonna pick you up |
| G | |
| And it's a shame now, baby, you can't separate |
| F | Am | |
| Yourself from where you stood |
| G | |
| And it's the same world, honey, that made you feel so bad |
| F | C | |
| As the one that makes you feel so good |
| C | |
| Feel so good. |