Standard (EADGBE)

Skipped a stone and watched it go

the arc and then the undertoe

thinking a day is something like a prayer

So much to ask you started soft

Then the wait of locks come off

In the end you just hope someone's there

Chorus

 Cuz all these small talk relations

 No they ain't nothin' for me

 No nobody here knows the way that I feel

Verse

There's no one to answer to

Just the dark and me and you

All the angels standin' round just wishin'

For the drag there of your smoke

Taste of skin, scent of hope

Raise their skirts up when no words are rising

Chorus

Small Talk relations

I can't hear one thing from you

Don't nobody here at all know the way that I feel

Bridge

Workman in the street below

Softly play a radio

Hear my static through the traffic

Crowd just turns to leave

Secret current underneath

Cannot be heard above the racket

Chorus

Enjoy! Tift is awesome!