Tom: C
C
I've been sleeping with the lights on, buried in regrets
Em
Breaking into sweats, naked as a falling leaf
C
It's a natural reaction, driven to distraction
Em D
Clawing at the ghosts I'll never meet
C
Oh, I don't know, where they go
Em
When they vanish in the corner of my eye
C
And I, don't know why, I don't know
G*
If they stay below or rise up to the sky
G
But I'm letting go
Em
I'm letting go
Bm D
It's a history that never really grows
G
I'm letting go
Em
I'm letting go
Bm D
It's a silent wind that never really blows
C
I'm letting go
C
I'm a slave without a master, heading for disaster
Em
Kicking up the dust in the middle of the road
C
I've been waiting on a free ride ticket
Em D
To a seaside thicket on the edge of Puget Sound
C
And there I'll sit, and I'll admit
Em
That I was only just a guest inside my skin
C
And by the dawn, I'll be gone
G
And I won't be holding on to anything again
G
But I'm letting go
Em
I'm letting go
Bm D
It's a history that never really grows
G
I'm letting go
Em
I'm letting go
Bm D
It's a silent wind that never really blows
C
I'm letting go
