Verse: 
I look out to the fields 
Where blood is shed upon the ground 
I breathe in I breathe out 
Change the channel mute the sound 
I take a match, a cigarette 
and a walk to clear my head 
Stomach seething at the thought 
Of all those human beings dead 
  
  
Chorus: 
       C                    Em           G 
        Feels like I'm fiddilin' when Rome is  
         Em            (G    C    Em) 
        burning down 
        C             Em                 G             
      Should I put my fiddle down and rise up from  
        Em 
        the ground 
        C                    Em                    G 
        God give me strength to pray that you will set  
                        Em 
        things right 
        C 
        Cuz I'm Paralyzed, I'm Paralyzed