Fly Home chords and lyrics - THE LIVING TOMBSTONE

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Pack[D] you[Em]r[Bm][Em][D][G][Bm]
[Em]bag,
hop in a [D]car
Another [G]day, an[Em]other [Am]destina[Bm]tion
[Em]Fly somewhere [D]far
Gotta [G]start fresh [Bm]in a new locat[B]ion
[Em]Seems somewhat bizarre
[D]Living lif[G]e wit[Em]hout a sovere[Am]ign nat[Em]ion
Said make me a [D]star
This is [G]what you got[Em]ta d[D]o

[Verse 2]
In the [G]air again
[D]It's jus[Bm]t like a mer[Em]ry-go-round
Living Living [D]Living [G]miles above
[D]You mis[G]s being the[Em]re on the ground
So sick of [Am]white and [G]chrome
But I've [D]got the world [Bm]to roam
[Em]So I am lo[C]st i[A]n the unkn[D]own
[Bm]'Til the birds fly home[Em][D]
[Em][Bm][Em][D]

[Verse 3]
[G][D]
[B]Go to sle[Em]ep somewhere new[D]
Seven [G]hours [Em]on a r[Am]ed-eye flight
[Bm]flight
To [Em]meet someone [D]who
Is sup[G]posed to [Bm]give me all the [B]answers
[Em]Learn something [D]true
Another [G]hundred [Em]thousand
[Am]miles I've [Em]flew
I'm just passing [D]through
And it's [G]all I [Em]ever do
[D]I'm in the

[Verse 4]
[G]air again
[D]It's jus[Bm]t like a mer[Em]ry-go-round
Livin' miles [D]miles [G]miles above
[D]You miss being the[Em]re on the ground
So sick of [Am]white and [G]chrome
But I've [D]got the world [Bm]to roam
[Em]So I am lost[C] in th[A]e unknow[D]n
'Til the birds fly [G]home
I'm [D]gone, [Bm]alone on

[Verse 5]
[Em]top of the world
They [D]say there's [G]nothing wrong
[D]Success is a won[Em] derful whirlwind
But I'm [Am]lost at [G]sea
It's a [D]prison be[Em]ing free
It won't be [C]long [A]you'll [D]see
Only 'til the [G]birds [D]fly [Em]home
[D]I'll just be a voi[G]ce ove[C]r the pho[Em]ne
[D]Destinations all[G] unk[D]now[Em]n
[D]Only 'til the bir[Bm]ds fly[B] home

[Verse 6]
Used to [Em]live simple [D]life
In a single [Em]nondes[A]cript loca[Bm]tion
[Em]Stress, family [D]strife
Sick and [G]tired [Bm]of the aggravat[B]ion
[Em]So, wrote my songs
[D]Try to mak[G]e it big[Em] in my v[Am]ocation[Em]
I'd prove them [D]wrong
And did [G]what I had [Em]to do
[D]I'm in the

[Verse 7]
[G]air again
[Bm]It's just like a merry-go-[Em]round
Livin' miles [D]miles [G]miles above
[D]You miss being the[Em]re on the ground
So sick of [Am]white and [G]chrome
But I've [D]got the world [Bm]to roam
[Em]So I am lost[C] in th[A]e unknow[D]n
'Til the birds fly [G]home
I'm [D]gone, alone on

[Verse 8]
[Em]top of the world
They [D]say there's [G]nothing wrong
[D]Success is a wonderful whi[Em]rlwind
But I'm [Am]lost at [G]sea
It's a [D]prison be[Em]ing free
It won't be [C]long [A]you'll [D]see
[Bm]'Til the birds fly home[Em][D][Em]
[Bm]'Til the birds fly h[Em]ome[D][G][Bm][B]
[E][Em][D][Em][Bm][Em][D][G][Bm]
Fly [Em]home