Eb
When it's getting way too late
There's nothing on the slate
F
You've got to take another break
Step out of the room
Eb
Into the street lit by the moon
Walk down to the tombs
F
Open the windows
Eb F
Eb
No one said that that time would come
To finish what's begun
F
Things get done when they get done
There's no use in worry
Eb
For a heart that's in a hurry
hang the jury inside
F
out to dry
Eb F Eb F Eb F