Tom: G

Intro: G  C  G

G               C                       G
If this is redemption, why do i bother at all  
G               C                       G
Theres nothing to mention, and nothing has changed  
C               C               C               Em
Still id rather be working at something, than praying for the rain  
C               C               G
So i wander on, till someone else is saved  

G               C               G
I moved to the coast, under a mountain  
G               C               G
Swam in the ocean, slept on my own  
C               C               C               Em
At dawn i would watch the sun, cut ribbons through the bay  
C               C               Em
Id remember all, the things my mother wrote  

Em              C               G
That we dont eat until your fathers at the table  
Em              C               G
We dont drink until the devils turned to dust  
C               D                       Em
Never once has any man ive met been able to love  
C               C               G
So if i were you, id have a little trust  

G               C                       G
Two thousand years, ive been in that water  
G               C               G
Two thousand years, sunk like a stone  
C               C                   Em
Desperately reaching for nets that the fishermen have thrown  
C               C               G
Trying to find, a little bit of hope  

G               C               G
Me i was holding, all of my secrets soft and hid  
G               C               G
Pages were folded, then there was nothing at all  
C               C               Em
So if in the future i might, need myself a saviour  
C               C                       G
I'll remember what was, written on that wall  

C                       D
Am i an honest man and true  
D                       Em
Have i been good to you at all  
Em                              C
Oh im so tired of playing these games  

C
Wed just be running down   
D                                       D
The same old lines, the same old stories of  
C                                       D
Breathless trains and, worn down glories  
C                                       D
Houses burning, worlds that turn on their own  

Em              C               G
That we dont eat until your fathers at the table  
Em              C               G
We dont drink until the devils turned to dust  
C               D                       Em
Never once has any man ive met been able to love  
C               C
So if i were you my friend  
C               C               G
Learn to have just a, little bit of trust.

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