Notes Eb G | Bb C | Bb Eb F | GF Eb C CBb Eb G | Bb C | Bb Eb F | GF Eb C CBb F | Chords | Eb Ab | Eb | CmBb | Eb Ab | Eb | CmBb | 
EbEb9AbEb I hung out with the old folks, in the hope that I'd get wise.
GmCmFBb I was trying to bridge the gap, between the great divide.
EbEb9AbEb Hung on every recollection, in the theatre of their eyes
GmCmFBb Picking up on this and that, in the few that still survive.
Eb Call em up
Cm Dust em off
DGm Let em shine
AbEbFBb The ones who hold onto the ones, they had to leave behind
EbCm Those that flew, those that fell,
DGm The ones that had to stay,
AbEb Beneath a little wooden cross
BbEb Oceans away
EbEb9AbEb They bend like trees in winter, these shuffling old gray lions
GmCmFBb Though snow white start to gather, like the belt around Orion.
EbEb9AbEb Just a touch of faded lightning, of the powerful design,
GmCmFBb Of the generation gathered, for maybe the last time.
F#AbBbm Oceans away where the green grass sways and the cool wind blows across the shadow of their graves.
F#Ab shoulder to shoulder, back in the day, sleeping bones to rest in Earth
Bbm Fsus4Bbm O - ceans away
F#AbBb O - ceans away
Eb Call em up
Cm Dust em off
DGm Let em shine
AbEbFBb The ones who hold onto the ones, they had to leave behind
EbCm Those that flew, those that fell,
DGm The ones that had to stay,
AbEb Beneath a little wooden cross
BbEb Oceans away
Eb *Single note fading into the distance*