Tom: A
Intro: A E
A
Turnstiles on mezzanine
Jet ways and dramamine fiends
And x-ray machines
D
You were hurling through space
G|-forces twisting your face
A
Breeding superstition
E
A fatal premonition
D
You know you got to envision
A
The fiery crash
E D
Oh, close your eyes and you wake up
A
Face stuck to a vinyl settee
E D
Oh, the line was starting to break up
A
Just as you were starting to say
(mudo)
Something apropos, i don't know.
Interlúdio: A D A E D A
A
Beige tiles and magazines
Lou Dobbs and the cnn team
Turn on every monitor screen
D
You were caught in the crossfire
Where every human face has you
Reaching for your mace so it's
A
Kind of an imposition
A fatal premonition
E D
To save our lives you've got to envision
E D
To save all our lives you've got to envision
E D
And to save all our lives you've got to envision
A
The fiery crash
D A
It's just a formality
D A
Why must i explain?
D A
Just a nod to mortality
E E
Before you get on
A
Before you get on a plane.
E D
Oh, close your eyes and you wake up
A
Face stuck to a vinyl settee
E D
Oh, the line was starting to break up
A
What was that you were going to say?
