Tom: B
B
Work my hands 'till they're calloused
B E B
and love's just a word, dont fill its absence with mallice
F# E B
and I'll make myself again holy
F# E B
and I'm gonna leg it to London
B
Stop feeling so estranged!
E
well kid you're on an angel's stride
B
and though doubt cusps at your heels
E
well our dreams are endangered too.
F# E B
and I.. well I'm just like you
F# E B
and I... well I'm just like you!
B
and what if my dreams are failing?
E
indifferent goals here
B
from someone whose too jaded
E
reaching too high to hold dear
F# E B
onto fire and calmer waters
F# E
but I'm alive!
B
and im feeling distraught here!
B E F# E x2
B
take one single verse
E
you're not getting much nowadays
B
the seed of the earth
E
and their hypocrisy's deafenening
B E B
and I'll make myself again holy
F#
and I...
E B
well I hear my friends calling
