Inspiral Carpets - Rain song

So t^Amell me of the ^Cfuture, as ^FI sit down and p^Cray So ^Amtell me of the t^Creasures, and the ^Fpitfalls in the ^Cway S^Amummer city, b^Fathed in golden l^Cight, ^Ama simple secret, ^Fknowing no retu^Crn

^GTHIS IS WHERE I WAS BORN AND DIED ^FTHIS IS WHERE I WANT TO BE ^GTHIS IS THE LAND THAT I CALL HOME AND YOU ^FCAN'T TAKE THAT FROM ME

So ^Amtell me of the ^Cbridges, as we p^Fass under^Cneath So t^Amell me of the ^Cstones, and ^Fwhat lies ben^Ceath ^AmWhy speak of stones if it's the ^Farch that matters to ^Cme? W^Amithout the stone, t^Fhere can be no ^Cbridge

^GTHIS IS WHERE I WAS BORN AND DIED ^FTHIS IS WHERE I WANT TO BE ^GTHIS IS THE LAND THAT I CALL HOME AND Y^FOU CAN'T TAKE THAT FROM ME

So ^Amtell me of my ^Cvoyage, as ^FI set sail to^Cday ^AmYears of youthful ^Cfriendship deg^Fenerate into b^Crawls ^AmI stumble ^Flike a blind ^Cman ^AmI won't forget you and the ^Fchoices that we ^Cmade

^GTHIS IS WHERE I WAS BORN AND DIED ^FTHIS IS WHERE I WANT TO BE ^GTHIS IS THE LAND THAT I CALL HOME ^FAND YOU CAN'T TAKE THAT FROM ME