Little Drum

C

      F                                              C
I was mothered like an orchid tethered to eternal sights
   F                                               C
I hurried home in orbit close to where I know I'm fine
   F                                            Am
No edge of the seat, no arms ever broken, you see

Am
    I waited for the crash to come
C
    Too many days with too little to do
Am
    I waited but nothing came at all
C
    So many days spent in empty rooms
F     C

     F                                                C
The little drum inside behaves itself until you turn 25
     F                                                                 C
And then it strikes this all we've lived this long and only ever half alive

Am
    I waited for the crash to come
C
    Too many days with too little to do
Am
    I waited but nothing came at all
C
    So many days spent in empty rooms
Am
    It's too late for a wasted youth
C
    All quiet on the Eastern Front and we dare not move
Am
    It's too late to wage a war
C
    It's all quiet on the Eastern Front and we all are bored

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