Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

said you didn't need no horses on the ground

 no satellite to trace his little head

 i stopped for a drink then i left without a sound

 but the stories they followed me^

someone stole the right words

 to try and frighten me

come down i am sure, sure of who i am

 'cause the chorus is my sword

 and the lighting's in my hair

 the seasons i recall

 are the ones that i have shared

 there's violence in my heart

 and i guess i had..

through the milano storms and the blossoms through the week

i saw this battle born, i was holding you in the street

ended by my house, 'cause a red light's warm indeed

and these men about will be shouting out to me

said you wanted more than stories in the sand

no heavy bellied caution around your neck

you loaded up the sick and cut your mother's hand

scraped and washed her clean

someone stole the songbird

and tore its book from me

come down i am sure, sure of who i am

'cause the chorus is my sword

and the lighting's in my hair

the seasons i recall

are the ones that i have shared

there's violence in my heart

and i guess i had..