Tom: G
Em C G
Nothing is bolder than the jump
From the window sill
Em C
Into the depths of hell
G
Into the clutches of The Devil himself
Em C G
But never mind, that talk is a little premature
Em C G
I have many sins worse to commit first
Em
Under the dead weight
C
Of all that grey
G
Concrete creeping
Em
Covering all of the children
C
All of the flowers
G
Never ceasing
Em C G
To be all I am
Em C G
All that I am
Em C
All I am
G
All that I am
Em C
And now from a higher spot
G
There is certainly a great danger
Em C G
That maybe my soul would float up into the sky
Em
Where all of the people
C
Dancing and clapping
G
Would greet me with such warmth
Em
Stealing glances
C
At our old teachers
G
Wondering if they remember
Em C G
Who we are
Em C G
Who we are
Em C
All that we are
Em
Under the blue sky
C G
Under the aeroplanes
Em
All of the people
C G
Under the concrete
Em
And all of the plastic
C
All of the traffic
G
Filling up our throats
Em
Everything's keeping
C
Nothing is breathing
G
Under the harsh light
Em
Under the blue sky
C
Suddenly my
G
Eyes were stinging
Em
For all the people
C
Under the concrete
G
Never ceasing to be all I am
