Sun ny came (A)home to her (G)fa v’rite room.

Sun ny sat (A)down in the (D)kitch en.

She o pened a (A)book and a (G)box of tools.

Sun ny came (Bm)home with a (G)mis sion.

She says, “Days go by, I’m hyp no tized.

I’m walk ing on a wire.

I close my eyes and fly out of my mind,

in to the (Gmaj9)fire.”

Sun ny came (A)home with a (D)list of names.

She did n’t be (A)lieve in tran (D)scend ence.

“Well, it’s time for a (A)few small re (Bm)pairs,” she said.

Sun ny came (Bm)home with a (G)venge ance.

She says, “Days (Gmaj9)fire.”

Get the kids and bring a sweat er.

Dry is good and wind is bet ter.

Count the years, you al ways knew it.

Strike a match, go on and do it.

Days go by, I’m hyp no tized.

I’m walk ing on a wire.

I close my eyes and fly out of my mind in to the fire.

Oh, light the sky and hold on tight.

The world is burn ing down.

She’s out there on her own and she’s al right.

Sun ny came (Gmaj9)home.

Sun ny came (Bm)home.