John Vincent III - Slow song

Cause all the days, they pass us ^Dby And all the ni^Gghts, they wander o^Dn by Now I just sit^G here and wonder wh^Dy, oh no I can't kee^Gp up with my own life,^D oh ^{G C G}

But in my dr^Emeams, I ^Gsee a lad^Cy A river runs^Em through^G her, it'^Cs okay But in my mi^Emnd, I'm ^Gnot okay ^C And all thes^Eme thoughts, I c^Gan't er^Case, oh ^G

My brother found God at the bottom of a b^Dottle I lost my w^Gay home, you think that I can ^Dcall you? Mother, how are you d^Going? I'm sorry that I l^Deft you I'm tryna find my w^Gay, I promise that I'll be h^Dome soon Wo^Cah, yeah ^G

And I put my faith in my own hands, s^Dee where I go Oh, I threw my fea^Grs into the ocean Ho^Dping that they'd be washed away Be^D washed away And ^GI ^D I found a little pea^Gce in my own mind My o^Dwn mind, wo^Cah ^{G Bm Em}

But in my dr^Emeams, I s^Gee a la^Cdy A river runs^Em through her,^G it's ok^Cay But in my mi^Emnd, I'm n^Got ok^Cay And all these t^Emhoughts, I c^Gan't era^Cse, woah But in my dr^Emeams, I s^Gee a la^Cdy A river runs^Em through her,^G it's ok^Cay But in my mi^Emnd, I'm n^Got ok^Cay And all these t^Emhoughts, I c^Gan't era^Cse, no