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There was a boy whDmo came into this world at the hands oFf a holy woman in a holy plDmace F
He wore a Dmred coat and walked a bulldog,F saw them reflected in the mirrDmor of the lakeFs
Lived in the Dmshadow of the mountains with the smelFls of disinfectant
Dusty Dmold leather and the polished wood of his bed F
No more than a Dmbaby feeding swans on the river,F holding the hands of his mother
And the Cwax paper bag of yesterday's Gbread F C G
And his Ffather on the other side of the worlCd Gon the ship's railings and some far awaFy tide
With the siClent dry tear of home thouGghts from abroad in his faFr away eyes C
In his Gfar away eyFes F Cm Eb Bb
F The smell of the wax on the Cmwooden floor,Eb mixture of polish and soBbap
F No children to fear or to plCmay with,Eb rows of empty hooks fBbor the coats
An Fupright piano and the bCmoys in the choir Eb still remind him of just before he Bbwas born
F Remind him of just before Cmhe was breathing,Eb strange misty visions of GBbod
F Turn the cities into faCmmilies,Eb into villages of sBbouls
F Hovering in the air whCmile they're sleeping,Eb with their houses invisBbible
F Send to me the ghosts oCmf Christmas,Eb whispering, "You're the only one"
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And ever since I was a boy, I never felt that I belonged
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Like everything they did to me was an experiment to see
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How I would cope with the illusion, in which direction would I jump
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Would I do it all the same as the actors in the game
Or would I spit it back at Bbthem and not get caught up in their rFules
And live according to my Bbown and not be used, Fnot be used
To find the fundamental Ebtruths, it was gonna take some Bbtime
Thirty-five summers down the Abline, the wisdom of each passing Fyear
Seems to serve only to conAbfuse, seems to serve only to conFfuse
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Gm Daddycame out of the nCmavy and took us awDmay to his dirty greFy home town
Gm And he worked down a Cmcoal mine for National DmService so that he could Fbe around
Gm There was a Cmmagical purple Dm in the chrome of the exFhaust of his TriumGmph motor biCmke Dm F
And a warmth of Gmoil and metal Cm and the thrill of the hard Dmcorner FholdGming tigCmht Dm
From the horGmizoCmn came home from the DmNavy to the Fmine
Gm From the horCmizon to buDmried alFive
Took Gmhis dream uCmndergrouDmnd
Buried his Ftreasure in Gmhis faraCmway Dmeyes F
Dm And one day as the Cboy lay sleeping in the Fsunshine of a Ghalf-remembered DmafternoCon F G
Dm A cloud of bees with no parCticular aim and no Fbrain found the boGy
Decided that his Dmtime had coCme F G
Dm Came down out of the sCky, Fstung him in the face G again and aDmgain
Blue pain, scrCeaming like baptism,F intravenous, GJesus
Like being choDmsen C from something with nFo brain,G blue pain
Dm It's happening aCgain,F it's happening aGgain Dm C F G Dm C F G Dm C F G Dm C F G
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Em Oh, Mummy, CDaddy, will you Dsit a while with me?
Em Oh, Mummy, CDaddy, will you Djog my memory?
Tell me Em tall tales of CMontego DBay, Table Mountain, flying fish
Em Banana Cspiders, pots oDf paint and the Emsun on Cthe EDquator
Setting like Eman ember Cthrown to deep Dwater
FrEmom crimsCon to blDack
EmBut coming CbacDk tomorrow
Em D On the horEmizoDn Em D Cmaj7 D Em D Em D Em D Cmaj7 D
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Em The blue Cpain D Emfades to a Cpoint where it doesn't Dfade
It EmstayCed D Em blCue D
And Emstirred his Cred coat Dheart to this Em strCange Dengine
EmThis loCve,D this lEove,A this lGove D
This inconEvenient, blAind blooGd-diamond, this Dpuzzle
This lEove, this blAind blooGd-diamond, this Dpuzzle, I don't underEstand
That knAows no Gfaith and trDies and fEails and trAies aGgain
Stares Dat the sEea, the nAight's dark dGeep for Done last tEime
And blAeeds and blGeeds and dDies for yEou
And lAies and Gis to blDame and Eis ashAamed
And is Gnot the sDame and iEs true
IAs true, iGs true, iDs true, iEs true, iAs true, iGs true, iDs true, iEs true
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