A
A
E
All directions within, 30 miles of catering,
Bm
D
no sign of order, your eyes up.
A
E
You let it all hang out and grab it all before the drought,
Bm
D
with cold empty tubs, you gonna rise up.
A
C#m
I play it well both ways, I see the ball fall into
G
Bm
place. I look over yonder, i see many broken stairs.
C
G
C
G
One fine afternoon, I fell upon a gain.
F
C
G
I could not go without driving me insane.
C
G
C
G
On a playful afternoon, I heard it in the rain,
F
C
G
“you can’t go on, driving insane.”
A
A
E
All the funny people say, “good luck shaking the blame.”
Bm
D
working out together, we are gonna rise up.
A
E
You let it all hang out, grab it all before the drought,
Bm
D
just feeling out the moment, before you rise up.
A
C#m
Pretty songbirds sing violent squeaky open
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Bm
hymns. I look over yonder, they are flying into fear.
C
G
C
G
One day afternoon, you’re gonna be ok.
F
C
G
But you can’t go on driving insane
C
G
C
G
On a playful afternoon, I spoke to you through pain,
F
C
G
“We can’t go on driving insane.”
F
C
G
You can’t go on driving insane.
G
A
E
C#m
C
Bm
D
F
