Glasvegas - Cruel moon

^GSlipping in and out of u^Cnconsciou^Dsness ^GHomeless is where the ^Cheart is ^{D G}Walk on by and I'll be ^Cfine ^D This ^Gcardboard cover keeps away the ^Cghouls of the ^Dnight ^CCos I suppose I thi^Dnk this aint real, ^Gsome nights I say this sho^Emuldn't be me ^CIt's Christmas Eve and I'm o^Dut on the street, ^Gbut with a lifetime to ^Emspare it hits me the ^Ctruth; under this ^Dcruel^G moon