The final cut
1. Through the
fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes,
F
C
I can barely define the shape of this
moment in time.
G
And far from flying high in clear blue
skies,
F
C
I'm spiralling down to the hole in the
ground where I hide.
If you negotiate the minefield in the drive,
F
C
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold
electronic eyes.
F G Am
And if you make it past the shotgun in the
hall,
Dm ~ - - - - - - - - - - - - -
dial the combination - open the priesthole,
- -
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- G - C
and if I'm in, I'll tell you (shot!)
(what's behind the wall).
There's a kid who had a big hallucination,
Em G
making love to girls in magazines.
F
Am
He wonders if you're sleeping with your new
found faith.
Dm - F G C - G - F- C
Could anybody love him, or is it just a crazy dream?
3. And if I show you
my dark side, will you still hold me tonight ?
C G
F
And if I open my heart to you, and show you
my weak side,
C
what would you do?
F C
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
Would you take the children away, and leave me alone?
F G Am
And smile in reassurance, as you whisper
down the phone.
Would you send me packing, or would you take me home?
Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings,
Em
G
thought I oughta tear the curtain down.
F
I held the blade in trembling hands,
Am - Dm
Prepared to make it, but just then the phone rang,
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- - - - - - - - - C - F - C
I never had the nerve to make the final cut.