G5 A5 C5 G5 A5 C5 Get up get well G5 A5 C5 Leave me here in hell There are things I remember that I cannot forget And I haven't met them yet If we all took to the streets With our tongues tied tight teeth Hanging 20 years of flesh on the shoulders of sand Both mouths bled behind hands A5 When you're young And the dust gets in your lungs G5 D5 A5 Witness to songs that you ain't sung A5 G5 D5 A5 Songs that you ain't sung Get up get well Tonight before me here in hell I am happily humming a song that's been coming And I can't begin to tell I knew just what to do Oh even though you asked me to You said you died in the desert and you struggled through sand You should better understand When you're young And the dust gets in your lungs Witness to songs that you ain't sung Songs that you ain't sung Said I've been living round here too long Till you You told me you've been living much too long too Said I've been living round here too long Till you You told me you've been living much too long too I asked no questions I want no reply And still you tell me why And still you tell me why A5 C5 I think you'll be all alright, alright, alright... I think you'll be alright C5 G5 A5 F5 C5 G5 Said I've been living round here too long A5 F5 Till you told me you've been living much too long too I asked no questions I want no reply And still you tell me why And still you tell me why