David Gray - Made up my mind

^DmLightening strikes, ^Fsilver m^Cotorbike^Fs ^DmRoaring d^Fown the op^Cen ro^Cad, ^DmWind on my skin^F, I^C'm hungry to^F begin, ^Dm My cup has o^Fverfl^Cown ^{C Dm}So let fall the rain^F down into^C these d^Fesert veins ^DmTaking ba^Fck what th^Cey st^Cole, ^DmThese diamonds in the mine, ^Fcan afford^C to beco^Fme fine ^DmIn someon^Fe else's p^Cigeon^C hole

^FSo I ma^Cde up my mind ^FMade up^C my mind ^FGonna m^Cove on ahead ^FInstead^C of lagging behind

^DmHalf past seven ^Fway up in ^Cthe heav^Fen ^DmThe stars^F are singi^Cng in^C the sky ^DmLying half dress^Fed, your h^Cead upon^F my breast ^DmListening^F to the oc^Cean's^C lullaby ^DmStanding where we are, it s^Feems so fa^Cr ^{F Dm}From the ^Fcold light^C of d^Cay ^DmWith the faces full of grie^Ff, and the grinding up^C of teeth ^{F Dm}Has been ^Feating my ^Cbelie^Cf away

^FSo I ma^Cde up my mind ^FI made ^Cup my mind ^FGonna m^Cove on ahead ^FInstead^C of lagging behind ^FInstead^C of lagging now..

^DmCracks in the vene^Fer and the lig^Cht so se^Fvere ^DmShining d^Fown the av^Cenue ^{C Dm}Try to join the thro^Fng, but it's fe^Celing al^Fl wrong ^DmWhat are ^Fyou suppos^Ced to^C do ^DmShoulder that despair t^Fake a lung o^Cf dirty ai^Fr ^DmTurn to w^Fatch the s^Cun se^Ct red ^DmAnd the ruins of a c^Fulture, of a sky ^Cthat's fille^Fd with vultures ^DmCircli^Fng over your head^{C C}

^FSo I ma^Cde up my mind ^FI made ^Cup my mind ^FGonna m^Cove on ahead ^FInstead^C of lagging behind ^FInstead^C of lagging behind

^FI made ^Cup my mind....