Brett Dennen - Someday

^F#mIn the womb of ^Ewinter, ^Dsummer seems a ^Amyth ^DIn my desper^Aation I throw my ^Efaith into the wind ^F#mBorn to a world ^Ewhere it^D is a fight just to ^Afit in ^DFrom the cradle t^Ao the grave, it n^Eever ends

^DSomeday, some^Aday ^Ein a cloud of ^Agray I will, I^D'll m^Aake my g^Ereat e^Ascape

^F#mSo many w^Eays to ^Dwalk upon the ^Aearth ^DI trace my f^Aootsteps to the p^Elace of my birth ^F#mSo what do you ^Edo with ^Dall your precious ^Atime ^DSo many ^Aways in which to ^Ereach for the sky

^DSomeday, some^Aday ^Ein a cloud of ^Agray I will, I^D'll m^Aake my g^Ereat e^Ascape ^DSomeday, some^Aday ^Ein a cloud of ^Agray I will, I^D'll m^Aake my g^Ereat e^Ascape

^F#mSay, little^D bit by little bit, some^Aday ^E

I may be ^Dweary but I am not ^Eweak I can sing a ^Asong of suffe^F#mring Maybe a s^Dong un^Asung is d^Eancing on the tip of your tongue My salv^Dation's ahead of ^Eme I can fee^Al it calling^F#m me I know that ^DI, I know that ^AI will be ^Eready

^DSomeday, some^Aday ^Ein a cloud of ^Agray I will, I^D'll m^Aake my g^Ereat e^Ascape ^DSomeday, some^Aday ^Ein a cloud of ^Agray I will, I^D'll m^Aake my g^Ereat e^Ascape