e: Verse 2, same as 1 Slowly, time keeps slipping away. Leaves still change their colours, prophets lay still in their graves. Erasing all our liberties. Gonna take this axe, apply it, chop injustice at its knees. The fundamental laws, of suffering and of its cause, man they lay in being human. Everybody has their flaws. What if we could overcome, insecurity for love? fear for empathy? education in place of push and shove? Chorus Pretty Simple, the picking pattern is something for you to (azchords.com)
