Intro: C   Bb   F   Fm   C   Bb   F   Fm 

        C                               Bb                      
I still see my actions ripple, Grinding hope stones into sand,  
       F                              Fm 
Losing too much kills the lion, Makes mice of many men 
C                                 Bb                    
  I watched you suffer too, Stuck steadfast to beliefs, 
F                       Fm 
  And I'm apart from it,   But woe is me 

C                  Bb              F                         
And after all underneath, Ain't we all just guts and teeth?, 
Fm            C                     Bb           F                   Fm 
     Ain't we all just reflections?,   Moving in separate directions 
       C                 Bb               C 
In our heads, out of our minds and out of time...  
                                  Bb                             
... has left a crow's foot brand, Shook me up and beat my hand,  
F                             Fm 
Taught me some humility, Left little opportunity 
    C                              Bb                                
And in the seconds between breath, All my pride means so much less,  
    F                                Fm 
And it is time that I confess, I'm a part of what went wrong 

C                  Bb              F                         
    after all underneath, Ain't we all just guts and teeth?, 
Fm            C                     Bb           F                   Fm 
     Ain't we all just reflections?,   Moving in separate directions 
       C                 Bb               C 
In our heads, out of our minds and out of time 

C   Bb*   F   Fm   C   Bb   F   Fm 
(during the autoharp/accordion? solo) 

        C                                Bb                       
Picking up where we last left it, Trying hard to hide your eyes,  
          F                              Fm 
Shards of shambled nouveau riche, In the pieces of your life 
C                                 Bb                                  
Backwards ain't no way of living, In a world synced up with sinning,  
F                          Fm                                  C 
Hard hearts need forgiving,   Well, it's the only chance we've got 

C               Bb              F                         
              underneath, Ain't we all just guts and teeth?, 
Fm            C                     Bb           F                   Fm 
     Ain't we all just reflections?,   Moving in separate directions 
       C                 Bb               C 
In our heads, out of our minds and out of time