E5 C5 Innocence, it don't come easy - in a sense it never will A5 G5 D5 Accidents mean no one's guilty, ignorance means someone's killed E5 C5 So I asked our Mr. Mellor how one gets to where one's going A5 G5 D5 And he points to his survival, and he points me down the road E5 As I go on C5 Wondering if I've got a soul and D5 G5 Counting down the hours 'til it goes E5 C5 On a dark wet night in April, on a street in Jersey where A5 G5 D5 I went looking for some writing that I knew would not be there E5 C5 And a punter from the Pelhams and the police, in the rain, A5 G5 D5 Were concerned more with a car than with the fact the light had changed E5 C5 But after listening all morning, as I drove down 95 A5 G5 D5 To a story of detainees who were barely kept alive E5 C5 I could deal with trying to process pigeons acting like they're doves A5 G5 D5 But not with interference from the power lines above E5 As I go on C5 Wondering if I've got a soul and D5 G5 Counting down the hours 'til it goes E5 C5 And oh, precautions, yes precautions A5 G5 D5 But if you're playing with a gun, you could kill someone E5 C5 And in the dark it's hard to know a friend A5 G5 D5 But I'm not angry, I won't be forever angry E5 C5 As I'm walking toward tomorrow with a rifle in my hand A5 G5 D5 And I'm thinking about New England, and I'm missing old Japan E5 C5 And a mountain in California where a spring runs hot and cold A5 G5 D5 And if I told you I felt ageless, would you tell me I'm not old? E5 As I go on C5 Wondering if I've got a soul and D5 G5 Counting down the hours 'till it goes
