[Intro]
Em
 
[Verse]
G                                    C
Seven o'clock in the morning, got a message from afar
       G/B                          C
Down under an oasis where there are dreams still being born
     G                              C
And summer spoke to winter relaying all encouraging words
       G/B                        C
And I was fully grateful mutant messages were heard
 
G                                 C
Moved on from my despondency and left it in the bed
      G/B                                  C
Do I leave it there still sleeping or maybe kill it better yet?
     G                                  C
For this is no time for depression or self indulgent hesitance
        G/B                         C                   G   C
This fucked-up situation calls for all hands, hands on deck
 
G                                C
Freedom is as freedom does and freedom is a verb
      G/B                                     C
They giveth and they taketh and you fight to keep that what you've earned
   G                             C
We saw the destination, got so close before its turned
        G/B                          C               G   C
Swim sideways from this undertow and do not be deterred
 
[Chorus]
A                              Em    G
Floodlight dreams go drifting past
                      D      A
All the lies we could've had
                         Em   G
Distant loves floating above
                                 D
Close these eyes. They've seen enough
 
[Instrumental]
Em
 
[Verse]
G                                          C
Caught the butterfly, broke its wing then put it on display
     G/B                                 C
Stripped of all its beauty once it could not fly high away
G                             C
Still alive like a passer-by overdosed on gamma rays
         G/B                    C               G   C
Another "God's" creation destined to be thrown away
 
G                                  C
Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse come forged the north and west
           G/B                        C
Then there's Sitting Bullshit as our sitting president
  G                             C
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Talking to his mirror, whats he say, what's it say back?
     G/B                         C              G   C
A tragedy of errors, who'll be last to have a laugh?
 
[Chorus]
A                             Em   G
His best days gone, hard to admit
                                        D
Throwing angry punches with nothing to hit
A                                   Em  G
Luminous thoughts were once all he had
                        D      A
Fading lights, lost eloquence
A                                   Em  G
There's still a fire in the engine room
                              D  C#m D A E
Knows relief will be coming soon
 
[Instrumental]
C#m D A E
 
[Outro 1]
C#m           D
What's to be done
         A              E   C#m
Carve a path for Rivers reign
            D
Much to be done, 
           A             E
Oceans rising with the waves
 
    C#m       D
Hold by these thoughts
         A            E
They refuse to slip away
C#m             D
Hangman in dreamland 
      A                 E
About to call your name
 
[Instrumental]
C#m D A E x2
 
[Outro 2]
C#m          D
Much to be done
          A
Much to be
             E
Much to be done
         C#m
Much to be
             D
Much to be done
         A
Much to be
             E     C#m D A
Much to be done