[Verse]
C
Horses with no medals
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Strangers back on the road.
C                                  G
Tonight my eyes are filled with dreaming of the past

C
Clouds and fields and wastelands
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totally surround us
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Thoughts of sad films while I chase him through the day

C
Bittersweet sensation
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of loosing everything
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One old tired faces swallowing their pride

C
But everything that I've got
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fits in the palm of my hand
C                                       G
I've been waiting all my life after a setting sun


    C               G
But I just ask sometimes
           Am
The lucky ones
                 F
And the golden ones
                  C
Could pass their turn
                      G
I just rearrange the colors
             Am
the way I'd like them
       F                    C
In my shelter from the rain.
                           G              Am
And I'm bound to write my name on every stone
                       F
and fill every single blind...


C
Youthful innocence
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bombing in the city's edge
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both your hands are tied you're sinking to the bottom

C
Hopes and dreams and sunrises
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Watchin' instead of growin'
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've been waiting all your life that they turn silver

C
What if everything that I've got
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fits in the palm of my hand
C                                      G
I've been waiting all my life after a setting sun

C                      G
But I'd just like sometimes
             Am
The lucky ones
                F
And the golden ones
C                 G
Could pass their turn
Am                      F
I just rearrange the colors
C                 G
the way I'd like them
                        Am
In my shelter from the rain.
                  F.                      C
And I'm bound to write my name on every stone
                          G
and fill every single Blind

    C               G
But I just ask sometimes
           Am
The lucky ones
                 F
And the golden ones
                  C
Could pass their turn
                      G
I just rearrange the colors
             Am
the way I'd like them
       F                    C
In my shelter from the rain.
                           G              Am
And I'm bound to write my name on every stone
                       F
and fill every single blind...
F
walk every single road..
F
dry every single tear...

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