Tom: Ab
Cm
Out in the everglades
G#M D#M
Sleeping in with the poor is a fortune for the brave,
A#m Cm
I can easily say that we will never change
G#M D#M A#m
But be implacable and never lose your flames.
Cm G#M
Wouldn't you say that the world has spit on you enough.
D#M A#m
Unanswered prayers, sleeping under streetlights
Cm G#M D#M A#m
And I don't understand the danger of talking them up, Talking them up
Cm
Every night,
G#M
You salvage every skyline,
D#M A#m Cm
Only enough so that you might have the chance to feel fine.
G#M D#M
Nooooooooaaahhhoooooooo.
A#m Cm
The chance to feel fine.
