Em                                                  
To my mother, 

                           G
I'll be sorry that I gotta go
                
         C                                                   
To my brother, 

                           Am
I'll be sorry that I gotta go
      
   Em                                                              
To you I wish that I could say, 

            G
I wish you well

        C                               
But I think I'll be waiting 

 Am
until
              Em
I'm honestly able.

        
Em                                             
I'm sure 

                           G
the air is lighter on the seas

     C                                                   
In every city settled 

              Am
far away from me
 
Em                                               
Now I'm negotiating 

          G
with the fear
                                    
                   C                                     
That something's wrong 

                   Am
with the daylight here
                        
                Em
And I can't fix it.



  Em                                
Crooked or kind, 

        G
if I'm free, if I'm fine
             
        D                       
Either way, 

           Em
whatever I do
       
     Em                                        
Whichever coast, 

             G
there'll be room there for ghosts
             
        D                                    
Either way, 

                    Em
I'll be thinking of you.


 
      Em                                                         
When gone I have sworn

                   G
that I will worry not
             
         C                                                 
Of satisfaction, justice, 

                Am
or the will of God

    Em                                                       
I'm not sure 

                                G
there's any difference in the three
       
   C                                       
Whatever the conscience 

  Am
decrees
                     Em                 
I hope we both feel right.


  Em                                
Crooked or kind, 

        G
if I'm free, if I'm fine
             
        D                       
Either way, 

           Em
whatever I do
       
     Em                                        
Whichever coast, 

             G
there'll be room there for ghosts
             
        D                                    
Either way, 

                    Em
I'll be thinking of you.



 
(repeat chorus)




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