Bright Eyes - Land locked blues

If y^Ebou walk away, I'l^Bbl walk away ^Eb First ^Ebtell me which ^Bbroad you will tak^Ebe I do^Cmn't want to ^Bbrisk our paths ^Ebcrossing some ^Cmday So ^Ebyou walk that way, I'^Bbll walk this way ^Eb

And the fu^Ebture hangs ove^Bbr our hea^Ebds And it ^Ebmoves with each cu^Bbrrent eve^Ebnt Unti^Cml it falls ^Bball around like^Eb a cold stead^Cmy rain Just ^Ebstay in when it's ^Bblooking this ^Ebway

And the m^Eboon's laying lo^Bbw in the sk^Eby Forcing e^Ebverything me^Bbtal to sh^Ebine And the si^Cmdewalk holds di^Bbamonds like the j^Ebewelry store ca^Cmse They ar^Ebgue walk this way, no^Bbw walk this wa^Eby

And Lau^Ebra's asleep^Bb in my bed ^Eb As I'm le^Ebaving she wakes^Bb up and says ^Eb "I dr^Cmeamed you were ^Bbcarried away on the c^Ebrest of a ^Cmwave Baby d^Ebon't go away, com^Bbe here" ^Eb

And there's ^Ebkids playing g^Bbuns in the ^Ebstreet And ones ^Ebpointing his t^Bbree branch at m^Ebe So I pu^Cmt my hands u^Bbp I say "en^Ebough is enough, ^Cm If ^Ebyou walk away, I^Bb'll walk away" ^Eb

^CmI found ^Bba liqu^Ebid cure ^CmFrom my ^Bblandlocked b^Eblues It'll ^Abpass ^Bbaway like a ^Ebslow pa^Cmrade It's ^Ebleaving but^Bb I don't know ho^Ebw soon

And the w^Eborld's got m^Bbe dizzy aga^Ebin You think after 22 ^Ebyears I'd be u^Bbsed to the ^Ebspin And i^Cmt only feel^Bbs worse when I ^Ebstay in one ^Cmplace So I'm always pac^Ebing around or ^Bbwalking awa^Eby

I keep d^Ebrinking the ^Bbink from my pen^Eb And I'm b^Ebalancing hi^Bbstory books up ^Ebon my head But it^Cm all boi^Bbls down to one ^Ebquotable phr^Cmase If you^Eb love something,^Bb give it aw^Ebay

a good w^Eboman will pick^Bb you apart ^Eb a box f^Ebull of sugge^Bbstions for your po^Ebssible heart But you m^Cmay be of^Bbfended and you ^Ebmay be afrai^Cmd But d^Ebon't walk away, do^Bbn't walk away ^Eb

We made lo^Ebve on the li^Bbving room fl^Eboor With the noi^Ebse in the ba^Bbckground of a tele^Ebvised war And in the d^Cmeafening^Bb pleasure I thought ^EbI heard some^Cmone say "If ^Ebwe walk away, t^Bbhey'll walk away" ^Eb

But gr^Ebeed is a b^Bbottomless p^Ebit And our fr^Ebeedom's a jok^Bbe we're just tak^Ebing a piss And the w^Cmhole world m^Bbust watch the sad ^Ebcomic displa^Cmy If you^Eb're still fr^Bbee start running^Eb away

I've grown t^Ebired of ho^Bblding this ^Ebpose I feel m^Ebore like a s^Bbtranger each t^Ebime I come home So I'm m^Cmaking a d^Bbeal with the d^Ebevils of f^Cmame Saying "let m^Ebe walk away^Bb, please"^Eb

You'll be f^Ebree child o^Bbnce you have d^Ebied From the s^Ebhackles of l^Bbanguage and m^Ebeasurable time And then ^Cmwe can t^Bbrade places, play m^Ebusical g^Cmraves Till t^Ebhen walk away, w^Bbalk away ^Eb

^CmSo I'm u^Bbp at d^Ebawn ^CmPutting ^Bbon my ^Ebshoes I just^Ab want to ^Bbmake a c^Eblean es^Cmcape ^CmI'm leav^Bbing bu^Ebt I don't know where to