G5 A5 F#5 B5 Orange river glides through the saddle of the park G5 A5 F#5 B5 G5 A5 F#5 B5 an icy day in March cuts the clouds they push apart G5 F#5 B5 A5 G5 F#5 B5 A5 G5 F#5 B5 A5 I'd rather be on fire, rather be on fire, fire G5 F#5 Staring straight ahead, meeting the streets B5 G5 Your inky skin and your skinny feet F#5 A5 G5 it's about a sidewalk, about a subway, waking to sunsets A5 F#5 B5 G5 It's been all of my wishes devised a dream and then lived it A5 F#5 B5 G5 A5 and I remember when I first listened to your records F#5 B5 G5 It's clouded, what we know A5 F#5 we can only hope B5 G5 A5 F#5 B5 ... And I'm losing just about everything G5 A5 F#5 B5 It's been all of my regrets to live a lie and end upset G5 A5 F#5 B5 G5 A5 and I remember when peace was a pretty contender F#5 B5 G5 A5 F#5 It's clouded what we know B5 G5 A5 F#5 And I'm losing everything B5 G5 and I'm losing everything B5 G5 and I'm losing everything