Cry Cry Cry - The kid

I'm the ^Gkid who ^Amran away with the ^Fcircus ^CNow I'm ^Gwatering ^Fele^Gphants ^CBut I ^Gsometimes ^Amlie awake in the ^Fsawdust ^CDreaming ^GI'm in a ^Fsuit of ^Glight ^AmLate at night in the ^Fmaj7empty big top I'm ^Amall alone on the ^Fmaj7high wire ^AmLook he's working w^D7ithout a net this time ^GHe's a real death ^Gsus4defyer^G

^CI'm the ^Gkid who ^Amalways looked out the ^Fwindow ^CFailing ^Gtests in ge^Fogra^Gphy ^CBut I've ^Gseen things ^Amfar beyond just the ^Fschool yard ^CDistant ^Gshores of ^Fexotic ^Glands ^AmThere're the spires of the ^Fmaj7Turkish Empire ^AmSix months since we made ^Fmaj7landfall ^AmRiding low with the ^D7spice of India ^GThrough Gibraltar, we're ^Gsusrich ^Gmen

^CI'm the ^Gkid who ^Amthought we'd someday be ^Flovers ^CAlways ^Gheld out that ^Ftime would ^Gtell ^CTime was ^Gtalking, ^Amguess I just wasn't ^Flistening ^CNo sur^Gprise if you ^Fknow me w^Gell ^AmAnd as we're walking ^Fmaj7toward the train station ^AmThere's a whispering ^Fmaj7rainfall ^AmCross the boulevard ^D7you slip your hand in mine ^GIn the distance the ^Gsustrain ^Gcalls

^CI'm the ^Gkid who ^Amhas this habit of ^Fdreaming ^CSometimes ^Ggets me in ^Ftrouble ^Gtoo ^CBut the ^Gtruth is ^AmI could no more stop ^Fdreaming ^CThan I ^Gcould make them ^Fall come ^Ctrue