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[Intro] C F C [Verse 1]
CI've been thinking myself sick FWaiting for the plot to thCicken CRolling around forF miles unnumbered GUnencumbered by style COh, what a time now to show up FWay too late to gCrow up CWay too late to taFke the dive GSo I'll shoot the sky instead
[Chorus]
CStay up late, shoot the moon FDo the things we used to Cdo
When we was just young and anxious
GHeinous with happiness CWe was born to be great Or just bForn a little too laCte
For the rock of ages, ain't it strange
Just my Gage and my best gCuess [Verse 2] CJack, he left the monastery FWent on off to WooCdstock Took his younger siFster GNow she plays guitar CHe went on to raise three daughters FI fell in love with the youCngest We just liFsten to his stCories GGet our daily bread
[Chorus]
Stay up Clate, shoot the moon FDo the things he used to Cdo
When he was just young and anxious
GHeinous with happiness CHe was born in a long line Or just bForn right on tCime
For the rock of ages, ain't it strange
Just hisG age and his bestC guess [Bridge] FHow could I kCnow FWhere I may gCo GWhen hardly do I know from where I come? FBut if this America is any inCdication FI was born into one great, big vaCcation FA great house, on a great lCake, FAt a great rate I can't (can?) Gafford
[Chorus]
CSo I stay up late, I shoot the moon I do the thiFngs I have to dCo To feel my nFature, to eGase this collective pain AnCd if one day I drown I doF pray you lay Cme down And say, he was soFund, he was stCrong GOne good link upon the chain
[Outro]
Then you stay up lCate, you shoot the moon Do the Fthings you have to Cdo To feel your naFture GTo feel some connectedness You were bCorn not to lose Or just bForn a little too sCoon
For the rock of ages, ain't it strange
Just your aGge and your best guCess C F C