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