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