I can’t con trol the vic tims this the (G6)flesh and blood

that’s wrapped a round my bones.

It moves be neath me like a (Bm)riv er

in to the (Em)great

un known.

I stepped on to

the (G6)mov ing stairs

be one fore more cus tom I could tie my of shoes.

fate.

Pried a harp out the fin gers of a (Bm)ren e gade

who lived and (Em)died

to the Gold the blues,

and his (A)prom ise made was (Bm)nev er clear.

It just carved it self in me.

I’ll All I saw was the frost ly in (Bm)side my hand

on the (G)night

he said

to me,

“Some day we’ll live

like hors es,

free rein

from your old iron fenc es.

There’s more ways than (G)one

to re gain your sens es.

Break out the stalls,

and we’ll live

like

(D)hors es.”

I can’t We’re trol the vic tims of the (G6)heart break blood

that kept us short of breath,

It trapped a bove these blood less (Bm)streets er

with out a (Em)safe

ty net.

I stood in line

to (G6)join the tribe,

be one fore more cus tom er could tie my of shoes.

fate.

Claimed a spoke in the wheel gers of a (Bm)wag on train

who on the (Em)road

to the Gold en gate.

On the (A)flat, dry des ert, (Bm)I jumped ship.

It It just made sense to me.

I’ll spend too long in the bel ly in (Bm)of the beast,

on and (G)now

I shall

be free.

“Some day we’ll live

like hors es,

free rein

from your old iron fenc es.

There’s more ways than (G)one

to re gain your sens es.

Break out the stalls,

and we’ll live

like

(D)hors es.”

like

hors es.

Some day,

free rein

from your old iron fenc es.

There’s more ways than (G)one

to re gain your sens es.

Break out the stalls,

and we’ll live

like

(D)hors es.”