E - 022100
F#m - XX4222
G#m - xx6444
A - X02220
B - X24432
Start with fingerpicking E
There is a[E] middle-aged woman, she's[F#m] dragging her feet
She carries[G#m] baskets of clothes to a[F#m] laundromat
While the[E] Mexican children kick[F#m] rocks into the street
And they[G#m] laugh in a language I don't[F#m] understand
But I love[A] them... why do I love[E] them?
So the[E] neighborhood's dimming, I[F#m] smoke on the porch
Watch the[G#m] people as they pass enclosed i[F#m]nside their cars
And on their[E] faces just anger or[F#m] disappointment
I start[G#m] wishing there was something I could[F#m] offer them
A[A] consolation... what could I offer[E] them?
And they are[E] sad in their suburbs, robots[F#m] water the lawn
And[G#m] everything they touch gets dusted[F#m] spotless
And so they[E] start to believe they've not touched[F#m] anything at all
And the[G#m] cars in the driveway only[F#m] multiply
They are[E] lost in their houses, I've heard them[F#m] sing in the shower
Making[G#m] speeches to their sister on the[F#m] telephone
Saying you come[E] home, you come here, don't stay so[F#m] far away from me
This[G#m] weather has me wanting love more[F#m] tangible
Something I can[A] hold... it's getting[E] cold
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I say[F#m] hold up our[E] fists to a[Bm] flame in the [A]sky
To[F#m] block out the[E] light that's reac[Bm]hing for our [A]eyes
'Cause it... 'cause it would[E] blind us[A], yeah it will[E] blind us
Well I've[E] locked my actions in the[F#m] grooves of routine
So I may[G#m] never be free of this[F#m] apathy
But I[E] wait for a letter that's[F#m] coming to me
She sends me[G#m] pictures of the ocean in an[F#m] envelope
So there still is[E] hope, yes, I can be healed
There is someone[F#m] looking for what I've concealed
In my secret[G#m] drawer, in my pockets deep
You will find the[F#m] reasons that I can't sleep
And you will still want[A] me... but will you still want[E] me?
[A]Will you still want [E]me?
Well, I say[F#m] come for the[E] week, you can[Bm] sleep in my [A]bed
And[F#m] pass through my[E] life like a[Bm] dream through my [A]head
It will... it will be[E] easy[A], I'll make it[E] easy
But all I[E] have for the moment is a[F#m] song to pass the time
A[G#m] melody to keep me from[F#m] worrying
Some[E] simple progression to keep my[F#m] fingers busy
And[G#m] words that are sure to come[F#m] back to me
And they'll be laug[A]hing... and they'll be laug[E]hing
[A]My mediocri[E]ty
[A]My mediocri[E]ty
A E A E...
F#m - XX4222
G#m - xx6444
A - X02220
B - X24432
Start with fingerpicking E
There is a[E] middle-aged woman, she's[F#m] dragging her feet
She carries[G#m] baskets of clothes to a[F#m] laundromat
While the[E] Mexican children kick[F#m] rocks into the street
And they[G#m] laugh in a language I don't[F#m] understand
But I love[A] them... why do I love[E] them?
So the[E] neighborhood's dimming, I[F#m] smoke on the porch
Watch the[G#m] people as they pass enclosed i[F#m]nside their cars
And on their[E] faces just anger or[F#m] disappointment
I start[G#m] wishing there was something I could[F#m] offer them
A[A] consolation... what could I offer[E] them?
And they are[E] sad in their suburbs, robots[F#m] water the lawn
And[G#m] everything they touch gets dusted[F#m] spotless
And so they[E] start to believe they've not touched[F#m] anything at all
And the[G#m] cars in the driveway only[F#m] multiply
They are[E] lost in their houses, I've heard them[F#m] sing in the shower
Making[G#m] speeches to their sister on the[F#m] telephone
Saying you come[E] home, you come here, don't stay so[F#m] far away from me
This[G#m] weather has me wanting love more[F#m] tangible
Something I can[A] hold... it's getting[E] cold
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I say[F#m] hold up our[E] fists to a[Bm] flame in the [A]sky
To[F#m] block out the[E] light that's reac[Bm]hing for our [A]eyes
'Cause it... 'cause it would[E] blind us[A], yeah it will[E] blind us
Well I've[E] locked my actions in the[F#m] grooves of routine
So I may[G#m] never be free of this[F#m] apathy
But I[E] wait for a letter that's[F#m] coming to me
She sends me[G#m] pictures of the ocean in an[F#m] envelope
So there still is[E] hope, yes, I can be healed
There is someone[F#m] looking for what I've concealed
In my secret[G#m] drawer, in my pockets deep
You will find the[F#m] reasons that I can't sleep
And you will still want[A] me... but will you still want[E] me?
[A]Will you still want [E]me?
Well, I say[F#m] come for the[E] week, you can[Bm] sleep in my [A]bed
And[F#m] pass through my[E] life like a[Bm] dream through my [A]head
It will... it will be[E] easy[A], I'll make it[E] easy
But all I[E] have for the moment is a[F#m] song to pass the time
A[G#m] melody to keep me from[F#m] worrying
Some[E] simple progression to keep my[F#m] fingers busy
And[G#m] words that are sure to come[F#m] back to me
And they'll be laug[A]hing... and they'll be laug[E]hing
[A]My mediocri[E]ty
[A]My mediocri[E]ty
A E A E...
