Tom: C Riff 1: B7 Em C G E|--------------------------------| H|--------------------------------| G|--------------------------------| D|--1-0-1-2-----2---2---------0---| A|2-----------2---3---3-2---2---2-| E|----------0-------------3-------| Riff 2(tocar com Palm Mute, pois é a parte do baixo): B7 Em C G E|--------------------------------| H|--------------------------------| G|--------------------------------| D|--------------------------------| A|--------------------------------| E|7-7-7-7-0-0-0-0-8-8-8-8-3-3-3-3-| Riff 3 (sem Palm Mute, melhor para um segundo violão): B7 Em C G E|-7-----7-----7-----7-----7-----7-----8-----8-----8-----7-----7-----7---| H|---7-----7-----7-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-----8-| G|-----8-----8-----------9-----9-----------9-----9-----------7-----7-----| D|-----------------------------------------------------------------------| A|-----------------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------| Riff 1: I've never been running so far, so endless far When will I try to stand the pain of my all-time-hurting-feet And what about you, you drunken soul? Is it your own will to go on and on until I die? Or are you going to give up now? to give up now (4x) Riff 2: (a parte do baixo (Riff 2) começa primeiro, depois vem o Riff 3 ao mesmo tempo) I've never been running so real, so immense real When will I fall into your heart? I want to feel your flimsy fingers ripping up the coat of blind And what about you, you heavy soul? Is it your own will to go on and on until I die? Or are you going to give up now? to give up now Riff 1: I've never been running so far, so endless far When will I fall into the mud? I want to break those circle-rules I want to dance the waltz with you And what about you, you missing soul? Is it your own will to go on and on until I die? Or are you going to give up now? to give up now (4x) Riff 2: ( I I never run so re e e e e e) I've never been running so real, so immense real When will I fall into your heart? I want to feel your flimsy fingers ripping up the coat of blind And what about you, you heavy soul? Is it your own will to go on and on until I die? Or are you going to give up now? to give up now