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E A Asus E A Asus E A Asus E A Asus
Ah...(oh), ah-ah, Ah...(oh), ah-ah, Ah...(oh), ah-ah, Ah...(oh)
E A E A
At overlooking the canyon, right where I'm descending, I swear I,
E A G A
See my former glory, still burning, it had every intent of returning
E A Asus E A
Ah...(oh), ah-ah, Ah...(oh)
E A E A
And years of planning the landing, to prepare for jumping the canyon
E A G A
It's not death-defying, or cheering, it's the thrill of clearing, barely clearing
Chorus:
E A B E A B E
And if I see no hope for me, I still see hope for you
A B E A B E
In the high-rise of the morning, the exception that proves my rule
E A Asus E A (x2)
Ah...(oh), ah-ah, Ah...(oh) (x2)
E A E A
Still I'm tying up loose ends, I tied them to a chair to defy them
E A G A
To protect and hide them, untie them, these are not the ones you won't untie 'em
E A Asus E A
Ah...(oh), ah-ah, Ah...(oh)
E A E A
And now I'm jumping the canyon, after years of planning and planning
E A G A
It's a monumental challenge: a feeling you must fight before you start free-wheelin'
E A B E A B E
And if I see no hope for me, I still see hope for you
A B E A B E
In the wide eyes of the morning, the exception that proves my rule
Solo: E, A, Asus, E, A, Asus, E, A, Asus
E A B E A B E
And if I see no hope for me, I still see hope for you
A B E A B E
In the high-rise of the morning, the exception that proves my rule
E A Asus E, A, Asus (x2)
Proves my rule! Proves my rule! (x2)
END ON: E, (Em) E
Written by Allan Carl Newman