Here, I'm Fine

Tom: A

Intro: A D

              A           D
The lights I see are trembling, 
Coloring my sweaty neck 
                A                     D
And the crowd around is like walls to me, 
My anxiety and prospect
     A
And, here I'm fine, 
           D
Here, I'm fine

              A           D
It took me a while sharpening, 
To me it wasn't just an ax
                  A                D
And it was not as hard to swing it in, 
As it was watching the fall of my conquests
    A
But here, I'm fine, 
 D             E
Here, I'm fine

 D    F#m         A
Being here feels good
    D     F#m       A   E/G#
And I had not understood 
           D       F#m        A  E   A
That what makes it here feel good is you