Tom: F
Dm
Lit up like a Christmas tree
F G Dm
the oil refinery glows in the night
Dm
and down by the shoreline
F G Dm
the seagulls fly white, against the black
Dm
The great moon riding shotgun
F G Dm
rolling out across the veil of clouds
Dm
and you were small, and lying awake
F G Dm
listening to the noises in the house.
Bb A
With the best of them you ran
C G
like all of us, in our season
Bb A
Casting memory aside
C G
your history, all forgotten
Bb A
driven onwards through the years
C G
in love with each distraction
Bb E
But all the while, the past is close behind
G Bb
like headlights on your tail
Dm
headlights on your tail.
Dm
Your pulse is beating faster now
F G Dm
like a bird flying hard against the wind
Dm
trying to understand all the
F G
crazed compulsions that you feel.
Dm
And all the little jealousies and
F G Dm
betrayals, they echo in the dark;
Dm
and somewhere back through it all
F G Dm
the key is still turning in the lock.
Bb A C G
So now the ghosts that you have laid, they all come out to greet you
Bb A C G
And the knowledge that you've gained - well, none of this protects you
Bb A C G
You've been so very far, still peace will not embrace you
Bb E
for all the while the past is close behind
G Bb Dm
Like headlights on your tail, headlights on your tail
