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            Em

You are testing out your powers now

            G

They’re working

                 Em

You aren’t afraid you may exceed the limits

           G

That exist

      Em                                       G

For others, but for you there is no proof

 

As of yet

                 Em

Acceptance comes at such a high price you are

G                       G

Broke and nearly broken

 

F           C

You were given everything

  G                C          

Upon a Silver Platter

                 F                                C

But you’re screaming “Where’s the Gold?

                  G                         G

Where’s the Gold? Where’s the Gold?”

 

            F                        C

You are bending from the burden

    G                         C

Of all your unearned credits

              F

You just want to

       C   G             G

Be left alone, left alone

     C                       G

So save yourself and set yourself free

 C                               F

Tell your stories don’t worry bout me

 C                       G

Make sure talking about it is not

       F                             C

The opposite of making it real

 

Don’t call me bankrupt

Though I may be

A beggar in

Your ice-green eyes

But your riches don’t impress me

You’re almost too frail to bear them, you’ll

Need an Atlas tar and ship’s architect

Just to keep those treasures dry

I know your new-fashioned friends

Keep you skipping through the planets

How ‘bout some quality time

Down here on Earth?

There’s a long-haired kitten on the rug

Shedding shocks just by running

Yet you hang your palms to face the sky

And shrug

So save yourself and set yourself free

Tell your story don’t worry bout me

And make sure talking about it is not

The opposite of making it real

If everything is all about nothing

Than we’re not even here

But your absence makes being in this place

Not easier

So I’m learning to hope that you don’t come around

There are far too many love songs but so little love

The last thing the world needs is more sappy words

You are better off planting a tree

There are only five oceans to cool

This earth’s hot rock mantle

Thirteen questions we can use

To probe its mysteries

But when who and what and why and where

And how, can not be answered

Do is may if should could and would exist

Just to keep us wondering forever

So save yourself and set yourself free

Tell your story don’t worry bout me

Make sure talking about it is not

The opposite, the very opposite, of making it real