Another Travelling Song

 
                        B 
Well I?m changing all my strings 
                                                     E 
I?m gonna write another travellin? song 
  B 
About all the billion highways 
                                               F# 
And the cities at the break of dawn 
           B 
Well I guess the best that I can do now 
                                                    E 
Is pretend that I?ve done nothing wrong 
        F# 
And dream about a train that?s gonna 
E                                  B 
Take me back where I belong 
 
          B 
Now the ocean speaks and spits 
                                                 E 
And I can hear it from the interstate 
              B 
And I?m screaming at my brother 
                                             F# 
On the cell phone, he is far away 
                          B 
And I?m saying nothing in the past 
                                               E 
Or future ever will feel like today 
                   F# 
Until we?re parking in an alley, 
       E                                 B 
Just hoping that our shit is safe 
 
            E                          B 
So I go back and forth forever 
            E                                   B 
All my thoughts, they come in pairs 
          E                    Ebm               
Well I will I won?t I doubt I don?t  
      C#m 
I?m not surprised 
         E               F#              B 
But I never feel quite prepared 
 
 
(Mute Strings) 
         (B) 
Now I?m hunched over a typewriter 
                                                       (E) 
I guess you?d call that painting in a cave 
                     (B) 
And there?s a word I can?t remember 
                                    (F#) 
And a feeling I can not escape 
                     (B) 
And now my ashtray?s overflowing 
                                                  (E) 
I?m still staring at a clean white page 
 
 
       F# 
And morning?s at my window 
                  E                             B 
And she is sending me to bed again 
 
          B 
Well I dreamed of dark on the horizon, 
                                                              E 
I dreamed a desert where the dead laid down 
                   B 
I dreamed a prostituted child 
                                                         F# 
Touching an old man in a fast food crowd 
                  B 
Oh Yeah I dreamt a ship was sinking, 
                                                   E 
There was people screaming all around 
          F# 
And I awoke to my alarm clock, 
             E                                      B 
It was a pop song, it was playing loud 
 
              E                           B 
So I will find my fears and face them 
              E                  B 
Or I will cower like a dog 
        E                              Ebm 
I will kick and scream or kneel and plead 
     C#m                   E                    F#      B 
I?ll fight like hell to hide that I?ve given up