In Words

Bm             A
If we were all born
       C#m               Bm
With a pylon between our eyes
Bm                  A
Would we notice the grass
        C#m                 Bm
Through metal bars and siren cries?

               G   A        Bm
I'm running on highways and dust
                G          A      Bm
I've never been home but I know I must

   Bm     A
If I am a mouth
     C#m                       Bm
That bit the hand that gave me life
     Bm          A
Then I'll kiss a chord
          C#m                Bm
Suck from melody, my fertile wife

                G   A            Bm
I'm having some trouble thinking straight
             G
To put it in words
A Bm      A         G
I hate to put it in words

Bm    A     Bm      A    Bm

   Bm           A
To long for the lark
  C#m                     Bm
A fickle wish, a fleeting wing
Bm               A
But she won't be caught
C#m                          Bm
Tethered down, and forced to sing

                G   A          Bm
I'm having some trouble seeing clear
               G    A Bm
I'll never get home I fear

    Bm        A
And I must be left
      C#m                      Bm
For a little while, to walk my road
    Bm            A
The ways back are shut now
    C#m                    Bm
And I'll be left to tread alone
             G
I want to go home

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