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B Well I?m changing all my strings E I?m gonna write another travellin? song B About all the billion highways F# And the cities at the break of dawn B Well I guess the best that I can do now E Is pretend that I?ve done nothing wrong F# And dream about a train that?s gonna E B Take me back where I belong B Now the ocean speaks and spits E And I can hear it from the interstate B And I?m screaming at my brother F# On the cell phone, he is far away B And I?m saying nothing in the past E Or future ever will feel like today F# Until we?re parking in an alley, E B Just hoping that our shit is safe E B So I go back and forth forever E B All my thoughts, they come in pairs E Ebm Well I will I won?t I doubt I don?t C#m I?m not surprised E F# B But I never feel quite prepared (Mute Strings) (B) Now I?m hunched over a typewriter (E) I guess you?d call that painting in a cave (B) And there?s a word I can?t remember (F#) And a feeling I can not escape (B) And now my ashtray?s overflowing (E) I?m still staring at a clean white page F# And morning?s at my window E B And she is sending me to bed again B Well I dreamed of dark on the horizon, E I dreamed a desert where the dead laid down B I dreamed a prostituted child F# Touching an old man in a fast food crowd B Oh Yeah I dreamt a ship was sinking, E There was people screaming all around F# And I awoke to my alarm clock, E B It was a pop song, it was playing loud E B So I will find my fears and face them E B Or I will cower like a dog E Ebm I will kick and scream or kneel and plead C#m E F# B I?ll fight like hell to hide that I?ve given up
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