On A Balcony

G                                 C
Misty, when you want to hit those wedding bells,
           Am                        G            C
you should stop yourself. You should see yourself angry.
G                                   C
Screaming to the ceiling, girl, you look like hell.
         Am                  C
But when riding pills we get heavenly,
     G     C   Am C
on a balcony.

G                             C
And baby's not a wreck on the wayside yet,
             Am                            G              C
although she stuck out her neck to see how dark she could take it.
G                          C
The wind is wild. Why, the spray is wet!
      Am                   C
And a heart gets high as a heart can get,

     G     C   Am C
on a balcony,
      G        C     Am C
high above the sea.

G                          C
You are the woman, on some Firefall.
       Am                  G        C
Do you wanna ball on that brilliant beach?
   G                               C
So hard I thought I hear my future daughter call
            Am               C
through the static wall of a flashing dream.

           Am                        F
And it's a wild, weaving ride to the sea.
       G                 C
Little demon, believe it from me.
Am                               C             Am
 They say that you're living off something-and-soda,
     C                 F                    G   Am C
some fine wine from 1983. They say you're a fantas y.

G C Am C

G                            C
Clap, like a comma. Hear the sentence sing.
         Am
Hear the whole world ring.
          G             C
Hey, it's bursting with bravery.
     G                                      C            Am              C
And, Misty, when it's whittled down to just one thing it amazes me, that simplicity.

  G                                       C
I wandered through the supermarket like a slumming king.
        Am                             G                C
And the sun, it stings. Hell, I hadn't seen the sun for weeks.
G                              C                 Am
When we finally walk away from everything on our own four feet,
           C
I hear you call my name

       G     C   Am C
from a balcony,
      G        C     Am C
high above the sea.

                       G     C   Am C
I hear you call from a balcony.
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And I like the way you say it.

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