Tom: Am

       Am
´Cause I know that time has numbered my days
                          F  F         C    
And I´ll go along with everything you say
          Am
But I´ll ride home laughing, look at me now
                                   F  F      C 
That walls of my town, they come crumbling down
        Am
And my ears hear the call of my unborn sons
                            F       F    C   
And I know their choices color all I´ve done
            Am     
But I´ll explain it all to the watchman´s son
                            F  F           C 
I´ve never lived a year better spent in love


         Am      G         F       C
´Cause I know my weakness know my voice
      Am   G          F        C          G
And I´ll believe in grace and choice
       Am      G         F       C
And I know, perhaps, my heart is farce
    Am       G      F        C          G
But I´ll be born without a mask

Woo!




         Am
Like the city that nurtured my greed and my pride
                     F  F   C
I stretch my arms into the sky
       Am
I cry Babel! Babel! Look at me now
                                        F  F     C
Then the walls of my town, they come crumbling down
         Am
You ask where will we stand in the winds that will howl
                      F  F          C
As all we see will slip into the cloud
         Am
So come down from your mountain and stand where we´ve been
                         F          F      C
You know our breath is weak and our body thin


Am          F              C
  Press my nose up to the glass around your heart
Am             F           C
  I should´ve known I was weaker from the start
Am             F                      C       G      F
  You´ll build your walls and I will play my bloody part
    C     C     G     C
To tear, tear them down
                Am    Am   F     C
Well I´m gonna tear, tear them down

         Am      G         F       C
´Cause I know my weakness know my voice
      Am   G          F        C          
And I´ll believe in grace and choice
       Am      G         F       C
And I know perhaps my heart is farce
    Am       G        F      C          G
But I´ll be born without a mask


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