Standard (EADGBE)

 Stone, cast me out

 So I can feel it in another way, I won't talk about

 Worn, passengers hide

 If I could feed it for another day, it might run me dry

 I know the seasons evolve to a freeze

 Putting hearts in the balance here

 It's up to your knees and its shifting degrees

 And it's choking your atmosphere

 Stone, wind me out

 So I can feel it in another way, they won't talk about

 Warned, massacre sides

 Distant figure in a photograph, another eye

 I know your reason is stout

 And you freedom's dissolved in your passion dear

 It's burning your eyes and it's killing your mind

 And it's broken your atmosphere

 But if you find it's obscene in that gray

 Oh dramatics hear a young heart say

 Lord, if you've got lungs

 Come on, shout me out

I know the season's unfolding

It's putting your love into action dear

It's up in the breeze and it's shifting degrees

And it's opened your atmosphere

But should you decide it's obscene in that gray

Oh dramatics hear a young heart say

Lord, if you've got lungs

Come on, shout me out