A C G D
an open window shows the starshine – well up there
A C G D
i clear my throat to hear some sound
A C G D
think of falling out into the open air
A C G D
blue – black sky and cold familiar ground

A C G D
something always pulls me back
A C G D
something always pulls me back
A C G D
something always seems to come along
A C G D
despite the , despite the

Em C
blow up dolls of superheroes
G D
sad sound bits in lives
Em C
these crowded streets of empty faces
G D
loneliness and lies
Em G D C
i’m waiting for some sympathetic smile
Em G D C
i’m confident it’s just another mile

A C G D . . . .
stay up thirty hours waiting for a sign

stilted sunlight pulled through old venetian blind

lost cause , a pregnant pause , a shiver when i wake

to persevere , it’s wearing thin through all the noise i make