Tom: F
F F C
Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes____
Bb F
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
F F C
And far from flying high in clear blue skies___,
Bb F
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide
Bb F ::
If you negotiate the minefield in the drive, ::
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Bb F ::
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes, ::
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Bb C Dm ::
And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall, ::
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Gm7 ::
Dial the combination, open the priesthole ::
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C F ::
And if I'm in I'll tell you what's behind the wall. ::
Am F
There's a kid who had a big hallucination
Am C
Making love to girls in magazines
Bb Dm
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
Gm7
Could anybody love him
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Or is it just a crazy dream___?
F C
And if I show you my dark side
Bb F
Will you still hold me tonight?
F C
And if I open my heart to you
Bb
And show you my weak side,
F
What would you do?
Bb F
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone? ::
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Bb ::
Would you take the children away ::
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F ::
And leave me alone? ::
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Bb C ::
And smile in reassurance ::
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Dm ::
As you whisper down the phone, ::
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Gm7 ::
Would you send me packing, ::
C F
Or would you take me home?
( Am F Am C Bb Dm Gm7 C F )
Solo:
Lead guitar: lightly distorted
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Am F ::
Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings, ::
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Am C ::
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down ::
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Bb ::
I held the blade in trembling hands, ::
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Dm Gm7 ::
Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang, ::
G C Bb F
I never had the nerve to make the final cut