Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
What's the difference from a Saturday night
Where the light spreads dark around the drunk hearts
In their headless hallways where bodies are
put on the market place
To happiness endlessly taking pills
With the young going down I see nothing
or nowhere I know what I've found Must be in paradise
Next year we will live in the country
With our money, by day the sky builds
Doing our laundry and inventing us some random machines
Getting our religion and sex on the TV
Assumptions made simply to get away
Everyone old is already with me
On tiny decks enjoying midsummer weather and friendly company
And in their picture frames there you and I will be
Knowing what we've found Enough to get away (x4)
Bright drops of blood so my thoughts are I turn to lie down
but sleep stays far
I'm just an echo of the songs going through my head
The light behides the ghost but I'm the one that's dead
And I think of who you be, when you're here with me
Maybe it's a spiritual disease Sliding through shoots of oblivion
into infinity back into our maker's hands
No more rain, no controversy
Knowing what we've found Enough to get away (x4)