Robert Delong - Global Concepts. Seattle Represent!
[Em]I think it burns my sense of t[Am]ruth
to hear me shouting at my y[C]outh
I need a way to sort it [Em]out.
[Em]After I die, I'll re-awa[Am]ke,
redefine what was at sta[C]ke
from the hindsight of a [Em]god.
[Em]I'll see the people that I u[Am]se,
see the substance I abu[C]se,
the ugly places that I li[Em]ved.
[Em]Did I make money? Was I pr[Am]oud?
Did I play my songs too l[C]oud?
Did I leave my life to chan[Em]ce
or did I make you fing da[Em]nce[Am]?[Em][Am][Em]
(And just repeat the same chords through the rest of the song)
Symmetry exists only in our mind.
Our brain is shaping squares.
So I woke up with entropy defined
but the forms still linger there, in my head.
I'll see the people that I use,
see the substance I abuse,
the ugly places that I lived.
Did I make money? Was I proud?
Did I play my songs too loud?
Did I leave my life to chance
or did I make you fing dance?
Global concepts uncommon the world round
but we share a mortal frame
that if you can hear reacts to every sound
but no two people move the same.
I think it burns my sense of truth
to hear me shouting at my youth
I need a way to sort it out.
After I die, I'll re-awake,
redefine what was at stake
from the hindsight of a god.
I'll see the people that I use,
see the substance I abuse,
the ugly places that I lived.
Did I make money? Was I proud?
Did I play my songs too loud?
Did I leave my life to chance
or did I make you fing dance?
http://robertdelong.com/
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[Em]I think it burns my sense of t[Am]ruth
to hear me shouting at my y[C]outh
I need a way to sort it [Em]out.
[Em]After I die, I'll re-awa[Am]ke,
redefine what was at sta[C]ke
from the hindsight of a [Em]god.
[Em]I'll see the people that I u[Am]se,
see the substance I abu[C]se,
the ugly places that I li[Em]ved.
[Em]Did I make money? Was I pr[Am]oud?
Did I play my songs too l[C]oud?
Did I leave my life to chan[Em]ce
or did I make you fing da[Em]nce[Am]?[Em][Am][Em]
(And just repeat the same chords through the rest of the song)
Symmetry exists only in our mind.
Our brain is shaping squares.
So I woke up with entropy defined
but the forms still linger there, in my head.
I'll see the people that I use,
see the substance I abuse,
the ugly places that I lived.
Did I make money? Was I proud?
Did I play my songs too loud?
Did I leave my life to chance
or did I make you fing dance?
Global concepts uncommon the world round
but we share a mortal frame
that if you can hear reacts to every sound
but no two people move the same.
I think it burns my sense of truth
to hear me shouting at my youth
I need a way to sort it out.
After I die, I'll re-awake,
redefine what was at stake
from the hindsight of a god.
I'll see the people that I use,
see the substance I abuse,
the ugly places that I lived.
Did I make money? Was I proud?
Did I play my songs too loud?
Did I leave my life to chance
or did I make you fing dance?
http://robertdelong.com/
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