Self-Descriptive/Moderate
build-up
A E
V1: I went to the city. I was
looking
for freedom.
D D/E E
I was out to feel my oats – I
was
gonna find out what life was all about.
The life I discovered. The
truth
I uncovered.
It was looking for me – there
was
nothing to see
But an ocean of mines full of
dead-ends
and no way out.
It’s there for the takin’.
The law
I was breaking.
Put my future on ice at the
cost
of my life.
Plungin’ me down to the
depths of
an easy out. [brk: D E F#m]
V2: And all of the
sadness. The
hurt
and the madness.
A circus for truth, a
betrayal of
youth
And the meaningless searching
for
lights on when no one’s home.
There’s so many people
wrapped up
in the business.
You’re loosing your mind
while
they’re
using you blind.
You’re trusting in them while
they
leave you out in the cold.
V3: It’s not that it
matters,
the
value that shatters
Your dreams of success, the
illusion
at best
Of tightening your grip on a
handful
of broken glass.
One day I abandoned the fools
on
the wagon.
They set a high price and I
fell
for their lies.
I wondered whose sea this
lost
vessel
was sailing on. [brk]
V4: I’ve been away so long.
I’m
writing
a new song.
No matter how tall, the
wanderer
falls
With no one or nothing to
care for
or call his own.
To live in the darkness. To
wonder
what love is. To never know kindness.
It wasn’t for me I think I’ll
be
moving on.
To really know empty. To make
believe
simply
That I’m not alone. I’ve got
to go
somewhere and this time I think,
I think I’ll be going home
[why
don’t
you come on home].
I’ve been away so long. I’m
alright
and all wrong.
I won’t miss a thing when the
telephone
rings:
The voices I’m hearing didn’t
know
me at all.
[why don’t you come on home].
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