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F C F C F C Am Know a man... His face pulled and tense... F C G/F Asus2 Am Like he's riding on a motorbike... in the strongest winds F C F C So I approach with tact... suggest that he should relax F C G/F F But he's always moving much too fast Am Asus2 Am Asus2 Am Said he'll see me on the flipside... of this trip he's taken for a ride F C F C F C He's been takin'... too much on... off he goes F C G/F Asus2 Am F C with his perfectly un--kept clothes... there he goes F C Am F C F C He's yet to come back... but I see his picture F C F C Am F C Doesn't look the same up on the rack... we go way back F Am Asus2 Am Asus2 Am I wonder 'bout his insides... it's like his thoughts are too big for his size F C F C F C He's been taken... Where? I don't know... off he goes F C G/F Asus2 Am F C with his perfectly un--kept hope... there he goes (repeat chorus riff) F C F C And now I rub my eyes... for he has returned F C F C G/F Asus2 Am Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned F C For he still smiles... and he's still strong F C F C G/F Asus2 Am Nothing's changed but the surrounding bullshit... that has grown F C F C And now he's home and we're laughing F C F C Am Like we always did... my same old... same old friend F C F C Until a quarter to ten... I saw the strain creep in F C F C G/F Asus2 Am He seemed distracted and I know just what is going to hap-pen next F C F C Before his first step... he is off again
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