David Gray - Gutters full of rain

A ^Ggutter full^Cadd9 of rain an^G empty pict^Cadd9ure frame a ^Ghouse out a^Cadd9t the edges ^Dof^G the city G Cadd8 never noticing the war 'til i^Gt's right t^Cadd9here at your door and su^Gddenly y^Cadd9our hands a^Dre ^Gbloody

I ^Gwas seeking^Cadd9 to possess no^Gw another g^Cadd9irls caress is^G on your fle^Cadd9sh the ^Dbittern^Cadd9ess is tasted th^Gere's nobod^Cadd9y in your chair no^G hand to to^Cadd9uch my hair the su^Gn even t^Cadd9he air seem^Ds ^Gwasted

^DLet it go now Le^Amt it all slip^C away and we'll start^G it all over again ^DMe like a million o^Amthers before ^Ctrying to make sens^Ge of the rain Were these ^Gtwenty years a d^Cream was it e^Gver as it s^Ceemed get to w^Gonder if it r^Cadd9eally existe^Dd ^G cause the ^Gthief who stole my ^Cadd9life has t^Gaken to my fa^Cadd9ith I can^G see now how the ^Cadd9world gets twis^Dte^Gd ^DLet it go now Let it ^Amall slip away ^Cand we'll start it all over aga^Gin ^DMe like a million ot^Amhers before ^Ctrying to make sense of the ra^Gin In s^Gpite of all the ^Cadd9shame som^Ge times I hear you^Cadd9r name I ^Gthink of us when^Cadd9 we were youn^Dger^G then I'm^G shutting out the^Cadd9 noise and I'm ^Gtrying to hear th^Cadd9e voice that ^Gused to tell me ^Cadd9love was stro^Dnge^Gr Light a^Gnother ciga^Cadd9rette but the ^Gone I got's stil^Cadd9l lit I c^Gan't seem to k^Cadd9eep my fingers ste^Dady^G Never^G noticing the ^Cadd9war 'til it's ^Gright there at y^Cadd9our door and su^Gddenly your h^Cadd9ands are blo^Dody^G.