Lying in your grave
Every now and again I end up writing downbeat lyrics but I don't suffere from depression, honest guv! The lyrics grow out of the music and that was the way the music developed in this case (I generally find it has a mind of its own). Of course, once you know where its heading you do tend to push it a bit further... But cheer up, there is a positive upbeat chorus!
Lying in your grave
(Em7 G2) 8 C2 G Em7b5 A11 G2 D
Through the window streets are streaked with rain
In the grey glow see the colours drain
Life in slo-mo passes unawares
Feeling so-so like you’re not really there
Spent a lifetime blowing in the wind
Walk the fine line, trying not to sin
To stand alone we pretend
But comes a time we all need a friend
(C A C D ) 2 Em7 G2 etc
Come to your senses, come to your feet
Break out from the shadows into the street
Come to the party come to the rave
Sitting right here you might as well be lying in your grave
Instrumental break
Sit in silence muffled from the world
Fear of violence balled up and curled
You don’t need steel bars for a prison to make
Life is out there for you to take
Come to your senses, come to your feet
Break out from the shadows into the street
Come to the party come to the rave
Sitting right here you might as well be lying in your grave
Through the window streets are streaked with rain
In the grey glow see the colours drain
Nothing to lose now nothing to save
Sitting right here you might as well be lying in your grave
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