Tuning: E A D G B E

[Intrumental] D G B E A D

Ther^Eme are ^Dstings strung from a hand They e^Extend to every point across this ^Dland And^E the ants keep moving ^Bmfast They just b^Elink and nod while m^Airacles slip ^Dpast

^DThere's a face, unearthly clean That s^Emtares up at me from every maga^Dzine Computer ^Emscreens and concrete lin^Bmes I ^Gthink I^A might let my subscription s^Dlide

[Instrumental] D G E A D

^DThere's this song stuck in my brain ^EmWith the unrelenting pulse of the i^Dnane And the ^Emwords go tra-la-la^Bm E A D Tra-la-la-la tra-la-la-la la-da-da

(start struming)

^DThere's a tick, and there's a tock They ^Empursue like Hare Krishnas while ^DI walk ^F#mStorefront s^Emigns broadcast the t^Gime I ^Athink I might let my subscription s^Dlide

[Instrumental] D G E A D (picking)

^DThere are words hung in the sky ^AThat the crazy ^Echildren hum while t^Dhey walk by H^Emuman souls on ^Bmsale for d^Gimes In^C#m a gam^Ee of chutes and l^Aadders run b^Dy mimes

(struming)

^DThere's this voice, it won't shut up Says I should sp^Emill my juice and ove^Drflow the cup You've got ^Emrules, and I've got m^Gine I ^Dthink ^AI might let my subscriptio^Dn slide

[Instrumental] D G E A A

^AThere ^Dare rules, and we all s^Gubscribe (slow) I^Em think ^EI'm g^Aonna let my subscription ^Dslide

Jason Webley - Eleutheria