Tom: C
C F C
[Verse 1]
C
I've been thinking myself sick
F C
Waiting for the plot to thicken
C F
Rolling around for miles unnumbered
G
Unencumbered by style
C
Oh, what a time now to show up
F C
Way too late to grow up
C F
Way too late to take the dive
G
So I'll shoot the sky instead
[Chorus]
C
Stay up late, shoot the moon
F C
Do the things we used to do
When we was just young and anxious
G
Heinous with happiness
C
We was born to be great
F C
Or just born a little too late
For the rock of ages, ain't it strange
G C
Just my age and my best guess
[Verse 2]
C
Jack, he left the monastery
F C
Went on off to Woodstock
F
Took his younger sister
G
Now she plays guitar
C
He went on to raise three daughters
F C
I fell in love with the youngest
F C
We just listen to his stories
G
Get our daily bread
[Chorus]
C
Stay up late, shoot the moon
F C
Do the things he used to do
When he was just young and anxious
G
Heinous with happiness
C
He was born in a long line
F C
Or just born right on time
For the rock of ages, ain't it strange
G C
Just his age and his best guess
[Bridge]
F C
How could I know
F C
Where I may go
G
When hardly do I know from where I come?
F C
But if this America is any indication
F C
I was born into one great, big vacation
F C
A great house, on a great lake,
F G
At a great rate I can't (can?) afford
[Chorus]
C
So I stay up late, I shoot the moon
F C
I do the things I have to do
F G
To feel my nature, to ease this collective pain
C
And if one day I drown
F C
I do pray you lay me down
F C
And say, he was sound, he was strong
G
One good link upon the chain
[Outro]
C
Then you stay up late, you shoot the moon
F C
Do the things you have to do
F
To feel your nature
G
To feel some connectedness
C
You were born not to lose
F C
Or just born a little too soon
For the rock of ages, ain't it strange
G C
Just your age and your best guess
