F               Am                        G  
Stevie said now don't look round they're watching us 
F           Am             G 
Two girls in the corner of that dodgy club 
F              Am              G 
And the grey eyes, the storm that I've come to know and wish for 
F              Am		G 
Before I caught a breath Well she was standing there 
F                     Am            G 
We walked the streets of our town just talking 
F           	        Am                   G 
And the dawn broke grey and freezing through the deserted blocks 
F   	              Am                G 
Just when your life is stale and there's reason there for everything 
F                  Am          G 
Something comes to kick you up inside 
 

 Dm          C            G 
Eleven sweet years and no nearer home 
Dm                C                  G 
A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone 
Dm          C   	 G                G 
Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness 
F           F 
Trying not to look down...
 
 
F            Am              G 
No Rest for the wicked is still how it goes 
F              Am         G 
Twisted up and turning my bed alone 
F          Am           G 
And separation pains like a blunted amputation 
F               Am           G            
Pushing endless coins in the telephone 
 
Bb    	C                       		Bb 
So rest in these open arms and cry 
C                        		Bb   
 Until they come for you and tell 
Dm                                  C 
And tell me everything that you've ever felt 
C                       G 
Tell me everything you want to see 
 
F             Am                G      
Forever running even when we are standing still 
F             Am               G 
Driven on and fired up as the whirlwinds blow 
F               Am	    	G                 G 
And shouting out inside I'm proud of you, I'm proud of you 
F                  	Am            G 
Ten thousand footsteps echo down the Brixton Road 
 
 
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Contribuição: Sandro A. Pelosi(nmarmy@yahoo.com.br)