Intro -- D              A   x3 (Same as chorus)
Em                  G       D               A
Lightening strikes, silver motorbikes
Em               G             D            D
Roaring down the open road, 
Em                 G      D               A
Wind on my skin, I'm hungry to begin,
Em               G            D            D
 My cup has overflown
Em                  G             D               A
So let fall the rain down into these desert veins
Em               G             D            D
Taking back what they stole,
Em                              G             D               A 
These diamonds in the mine, can afford to become fine 
Em               G             D            D
In someone else's pigeon hole

A                  D
So I made up my mind
A                  D
Made up my mind
A                  D
Gonna move on ahead
A                  D
Instead of lagging behind

A                  D

Em              G             D               A 
Half past seven way up in the heaven
Em               G             D            D
The stars are singing in the sky
Em              G             D               A 
Lying half dressed, your head upon my breast
Em               G             D            D
Listening to the ocean's lullaby
Em                         G             D            A 
Standing where we are, it seems so far
Em               G             D            D
From the cold light of day
Em                         G                         D                  A 
With the faces full of grief, and the grinding up of teeth 
Em               G             D            D
Has been eating my belief away

A                  D
So I made up my mind
A                  D
I made up my mind
A                  D
Gonna move on ahead
A                  D
Instead of lagging behind
A                  D
Instead of lagging now..

Repeat verse chords one time while lead guitar solos

Em                    G                 D               A 
Cracks in the veneer and the light so severe
Em               G             D            D
Shining down the avenue 
Em                  G                  D               A 
Try to join the throng, but it's feeling all wrong 
Em               G             D            D
What are you supposed to do
Em                     G               D                 A 
Shoulder that despair take a lung of dirty air
Em               G             D            D
Turn to watch the sun set red
Em                      G                    D                   A 
And the ruins of a culture, of a sky that's filled with vultures
Em        G                    D            D
Circling over your head

A                  D
So I made up my mind
A                  D
I made up my mind
A                  D
Gonna move on ahead
A                  D
Instead of lagging behind
A                  D
Instead of lagging behind

A                  D
I made up my mind....