Intro: F#m E C#m D Bm
A Bm
The binding of time getting stuck in my mind is a boat to row
A Bm
Two hours later I’m back in my neighborhood where everything just stopped
A Bm
It still looks the same they remember my name stepping in for a cupful
A Bm
There’s a big city man I used to rumble with him back in high school
D C#m Bm
The slow cruel hands of time
D C#m Bm
Turn you into molten lava oh my
A Bm
A place on the right you can stop for awhile, look out for the policeman
A Bm
There’s no street lamps, only three buildings and one of them’s vacant
A Bm
It’s taken all day, the pack’s feeling heavy and soon the night
A Bm
Backwards down the mountain the axle is grinding pulling into the wrong drive
D C#m Bm
The sky is in the yard,
D C#m Bm
Stringy cotton candy is the fog
F#m E C#m D
The slow climb, the hard fall
F#m E C#m D
Sometime’s I don’t want it at all
F#m E C#m D
I’ve done this so long, it’s something I ought to know
Bm A
So long
Instumental: A Bm (2x)
A Bm
Finally up, all the peace is disrupted and the birds fly
A Bm
Trapped for a moment, the sheriff’s department got the wrong guy
D C#m Bm
The town’s revealed below
D C#m Bm
Visible wind through the fog
D C#m Bm
The slow cruel hands of time
D C#m Bm
Turning you back into a child
F#m E C#m D Bm A