Tom: D
B A
A mind as clear as a cloudless sky,
G
No room for rust, No room for settled dust,
B A
A waning wild thrown to bygone days,
G
No room for rust, no room for settled dust,
Em
I’m going black mud up around my veins,
G
And I’m going backwards, shutting out the name,
Bm A G
But it’s spiraling, spiraling into something bigger,
D Em Bm
Is there something bigger?
D Em Bm
Is there something bigger?
B A
Wide awake, but I am sleeping,
G
No room for rust, No room for settled dust,
B A
I’m lying naked, drunk, and dreaming,
G
No room for rust, No room for settled dust,
A
Would it all,
Bm
Would it all,
D G
Would it all work at all? 2X
