The Demented Man Hawkwind ================ The q[Am]uestions asked but never known The f[Am]eeling governs which way I?ll g[D]o [Am]Endless circles on my mind sp[Am]iralling a downward climb, which w[D]ay I'll go. The th[Am]oughts are there for you to find b[Am]ut you never know which way I'll g[D]o Those fl[F]ashing lights are w[Em]arning me But [F]ever bidding voices s[Em]ee You're c[F]aught in a web of [Em]emptiness The t[F]ales told the p[Em]ath you tread D[F]oes it lead int[Em]o your head (guitaretab.com)
