(intro)

     F#m  D#m    C#m   G#m   G#m   F#    E    B    A    A#   A
E | --(b9)----11----(b9)----11----11----(b9)----7----7----5----6----5---------------- | 
B | --10----11----(b9)----12----12----11----(b9)---7----5----6----5---------------- | 
G | --11----11----(b9)----13----13----11----(b9)---8----6----7----6---------------- | 
D | --11----13----11----13----13----11----(b9)---(b9)---7----8----7---------------- | 
A | --(b9)----13----11----11----11----(b9)----7----(b9)---7----8----7---------------- | 
E | --------11----(b9)---------------------------7----5----6----5---------------- | 

(verse)

       A                     E
E | --------------------------------------------------------------------------- | 
B | ----5---------------------(b9)----------------------------------------------- | 
G | ----6---------------------(b9)----------------------------------------------- | 
D | ----7---------------------(b9)----------------------------------------------- | 
A | ----0----0-----0----------7------------------------------------------------ | 
E | ------------0------------------0-0-0-0---0--------------------------------- | 

               A
And there were future reflections
        E
On the face and the hands
      A
On a green colored island
      E
On a primitive man
           A
It was the future reflecting
          E
It felt familiar but new
             A
A street was missing a building
            E
The kids had something to do

F#m               E                      B
     There was a feeling the spirit was leaving
            A
Red like a marker
F#m              E
     So my tribe,  with my knife
B                    A
Cut the heart from a lonely life

E | --------------------------------------------- | 
B | --------------------------------------------- | 
G | -------(b9)-(b9)----(b9)-(b9)-----(b9)-(b9)-----(b9)-(b9)---- | 
D | -------(b9)-(b9)----(b9)-(b9)-----(b9)-(b9)-----(b9)-(b9)---- | 
A | -------7--7-----7--7------7--7------7--7----- | 
E | ----7--------7---------7---------7----------- | 

I saw patterns on floorboards
Deep in the dust was a leader
Someone was walking on floorboards
Turned them from oak to cedar
He can assess the situation
I wrapped a string around my finger
Into the forest with the young ones
I don't expect to be a winner

F#m                    E
   But as long as you feel it
         B
I'm a believer
               A
My heart is phosphor

F#m            E
   Sea rolls,    death tolls
B                      A
Break the surface don't break my bones
F#m            E                    B
   Off of the trail and off of your hands and
       A
Onto a new plan
F#m            E
   Is the cost   to stay lost
  B            A
Forever in an empty skin
A#
Pale and thin

B                           A#
   If it's good, or if it's fortune, I can't tell
    A                              E
But pieces come together for some reason just as well
B
   Their guns couldn't see us
           A#
There's a sea outside my door
A
   And one day I'll appreciate
     E                     C                     C#m       B
The rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore
                      A                  E
And remember what it felt like
       C#m        B
To be alone
                 A          E
Sitting in the sunlight
     C#m      B      A      E
All alone

(progression)  C#m B A E