Third Eye Blind - All these things

^AMy mom recovered - alcoholic gave me opera, and Jackson Pollack said, ^D"All these things, all these things are ^Ayours." She said, ^F#m"You're not blessed and you're not cursed. ^AIn the end, you write your verse." Yeah, ^Dall these things, all these things are ^Ayours.

Let that ^Bmfeeling born in ^Dshadow, let it ^F#mmake you, make you ^Estrong, and the ^Bmdemons you've got to ^F#mcarry, carry you ^Don, and ^Eon, and ^Aon.

^AJohn Coltrane's addict ways, took us all to better days. Said ^Dall these things, all these things are ^Ayours. ^F#mAm I right, or am I wrong? ^AIn the end, just write your song. 'Cuz ^Dall these things, all these things are ^Ayours.

Let that ^Bmfeeling born in ^Dshadow, let it ^F#mmake you, make you ^Estrong, and the ^Bmdemons you've got to ^F#mcarry, carry you ^Don, and ^Eon, and ^Aon.

'Cuz ^Dall these things, all these things are ^Ayours. ^DAll these things, all these things are ^Ayours. ^DAll these things, all these things are ^Ayours.

^AWhat happened to you, man, ^F#mI've been there too. ^D'Cuz all these things, ^Eall these things are ^Ayours.

Let that ^Bmfeeling born in ^Dshadow, let it ^F#mmake you, make you ^Estrong, and the ^Bmdemons you've got to ^F#mcarry, carry you ^Don, and ^Eon, and ^Aon.

Let that ^Bmfeeeeeeeeling that you ^Dcaaaaarry... No, no, ^Ano.