Fly Home
The Living Tombstone
Gm
(início)
Gm F Bb F
Verse 1
Gm F Pack your bag, hop in a car Bb Cm Another day, another destination Gm F Fly somewhere far Bb Cm Gotta start fresh in a new location Gm F Seems somewhat bizarre Bb Cm Living life without a sovereign nation Gm F Said make me a star Bb Cm This is what you gotta do
Chorus
Bb F In the air again Gm It's just like a merry-go-round Bb F Living miles above Gm You miss being there on the ground Cm Bb So sick of white and chrome D G But I've got the world to roam Eb C F Dm So I am lost in the unknown 'Til the birds fly home
Interlude
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Verse 2
Gm F Go to sleep somewhere new Bb Cm Seven hours on a red eye flight Gm F To meet someone who Bb Cm Is supposed to give me all the answers Gm F Learn something true Bb Cm Another hundred thousand miles I've flew Gm F I'm just passing through Bb Cm And it's all I ever do
Chorus
Bb F In the air again Gm It's just like a merry-go-round Bb F Living miles above Gm You miss being there on the ground Cm Bb So sick of white and chrome D G But I've got the world to roam Eb C F Dm So I am lost in the unknown Bb 'Til the birds fly home F Gm I'm gone, alone on top of the world Bb F They say there's nothing wrong Gm Success is a wonderful whirlwind Cm Bb But I'm lost at sea Dn Gm It's a prison being free Eb C F It won't be long you'll see Bb F Gm F Only 'til the birds fly home Bb F Gm I'll just be a voice over the phone F Bb F Gm F Destinations all unknown Dm Gbm Only 'til the birds fly home D
Verse 3
Gm F Used to live simple life Bb Cm In a single nondescript location Gm F Stress, fam'ly strife Bm Cm Sick and tired of the aggravation Gm F So, wrote my songs Bb Cm Try to make it big in my vocation Gm F I'd prove them wrong Bb Cm And did what I had to do
Chorus
Bb F I'm in the air again Gm It's just like a merry-go-round Bb F Living miles above Gm You miss being there on the ground Cm Bb So sick of white and chrome D G But I've got the world to roam Eb C F Dm So I am lost in the unknown Bb 'Til the birds fly home F Gm I'm gone, alone on top of the world Bb F They say there's nothing wrong Gm Success is a wonderful whirlwind Cm Bb But I'm lost at sea D Gm It's a prison being free Eb C F It won't be long you'll see Gm F Bb F 'Til the birds fly home Gm F Bb F 'Til the birds fly home
Outro
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Cifra adaptada de fontes públicas. Direitos da composição pertencem aos autores e gravadoras originais. Esta página é parte do projeto educacional Mania de Músico.

