2 acessos
INTRO: D G A Bm D/F# G (x2) D G A Bm D/F# G I look straight in the window, try not to look below D G A E G Pretend I'm not up here, I try counting sheep The sheep seem to shower, off this office tower It's 9.8 straight down, I can't stop my knees. CHORUS: Bm A E G I wish I could fly, from this building, from this wall. Bm A E G And if I should try, would you catch me, if I fall. My hands clench the squeegee, a seclar rosary Hang onto your wallet, hand onto your rings. I can't look below me, something might throw me. I curse at the windstorms, that October brings. I look in the boardroom, a modern Pharaoh's tomb. I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive They line up at the window, peer down into limbo Frightened of jumping, in case they survive. G A And I wish I could step, from this scaffold, Bm D/F# E G Onto soft green grass and shopping malls, G A Bm A D And bed, and my family, and my pastor and my grandfather E G Whose dead. Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer I look like a painter, behind all the grease. But painting's creating, and I'm just erasing A crystal clear canvas, is my masterpiece.