F Am G
Stevie said now don't look round they're watching us
F Am G
Two girls in the corner of that dodgy club
F Am G
And the grey eyes, the storm that I've come to know and wish for
F Am G
Before I caught a breath Well she was standing there
F Am G
We walked the streets of our town just talking
F Am G
And the dawn broke grey and freezing through the deserted blocks
F Am G
Just when your life is stale and there's reason there for everything
F Am G
Something comes to kick you up inside
Dm C G
Eleven sweet years and no nearer home
Dm C G
A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone
Dm C G G
Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness
F F
Trying not to look down...
F Am G
No Rest for the wicked is still how it goes
F Am G
Twisted up and turning my bed alone
F Am G
And separation pains like a blunted amputation
F Am G
Pushing endless coins in the telephone
Bb C Bb
So rest in these open arms and cry
C Bb
Until they come for you and tell
Dm C
And tell me everything that you've ever felt
C G
Tell me everything you want to see
F Am G
Forever running even when we are standing still
F Am G
Driven on and fired up as the whirlwinds blow
F Am G G
And shouting out inside I'm proud of you, I'm proud of you
F Am G
Ten thousand footsteps echo down the Brixton Road
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Contribuição: Sandro A. Pelosi([email protected])