Standard (EADGBE)
well Im changing all my strings
Im gonna write another travellin song
about all the billion highways
and the cities at the break of dawn
well I guess the best that I can do now
is pretend that Ive done nothing wrong
and dream about a train thats gonna
take me back where I belong
now the ocean speaks and spits
and I can hear it from the interstate
and Im screaming at my brother
on the cell phone, he is far away
and Im saying nothing in the past
or future ever will feel like today
until were parking in an alley,
just hoping that our shit is safe
so I go back and forth forever
all my thoughts, they come in pairs
well I will I wont I doubt I dont Im not surprised
But I never feel quite prepared
(Mute Strings)
Now Im hunched over a typewriter
I guess youd call that painting in a cave
And theres a word I cant remember
and a feeling I can not escape
And now my ashtrays overflowing
Im still staring at a clean white page
And mornings at my window
and she is sending me to bed again
Well I dreamed of dark on the horizon,
I dreamed a desert where the dead laid down
I dreamed a prostituted child
touching an old man in a fast food crowd
Oh Yeah I dreamt a ship was sinking,
there was people screaming all around
And I awoke to my alarm clock,
it was a pop song, it was playing loud
So I will find my fears and face them
Or I will cower like a dog
I will kick and scream or kneel and plead
I will fight like hell to hide that Im giving up
End on B