Intro: C D

Verse 1:
C   D      C                    D            C      D       (C  D)
Fre--ezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
    C   D    C              D                     C  D   C      D
Oh, Fee--lin' maybe he'll see a little better set a days,   ooh yeah
    C   D    C               D                         C    D  C      D
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar,  ooh yeah
    C   D     C                  D                  C  D  C     D
Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane,  oh yeah

Interlude: C D

Chorus 1:
D    Bb                         D     C
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
    D        Bb                      D     C
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh...
     D       Bb                   D   C        D    Am C      D    Am C
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again    life a--gain   life a--gain...

Verse 2:
C    D     C                                D                  C   D   C      D
Kne--elin', looking through the paper through he doesn't know to read,   ooh yeah
    C   D     C                    D                    C      D
Oh, pra--yin', now to something that has never showed him anything
    C   D     C                         D                  C  D  C D
Oh, fee--lin', understands the weather of the winters on its  way
    C   D      C                      D                  C  D  C   D
Oh, cei--lings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame,  yeah...

Chorus 2:
D    Bb                         D     C
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
    D        Bb                      D     C
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh..
D       Bb                       D    C
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again
     D          Bb                              D  C   
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...    
D   Am C    D   Am C     ( D Am G )
him a--way, him a--way...        Yeah!

Solo: C D

Chorus 2:
D    Bb                         D     C
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
    D        Bb                      D     C
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh..
D       Bb                       D    C
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again
     D          Bb                              D  C   
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...    
D   Am C    D   Am C     ( D Am G )
him a--way, him a--way...        Yeah!
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