Bpm: 174
Released: 3 Sept 2007
Album: Rust
Note: * After Chord Means Strike Chord Once And Let It Ring.
Intro
Verse 1
You Had A Growth In Your Right Ear,
And I Had A Murmuring Heart,
And All Our Healthy Companions Got A Free Ticket Out,
While The Country They Left Fell Apart,
Now The Only Way Over The Ocean,
Is In The Belly Of A Camouflaged Plane,
And Freedom Is Offered To The Ones Who Enlist,
Until Only The Prisoners Remain.
Verse 2
And We Wouldn't Be Able To Leave,
Even If Our Passports Hadn't Expired,
So We Sit In Our Bedrooms And Talk On Our Tapped Phones,
And Know Our Apartment Is Wired,
And The Tv Distracts Us With Light Shows,
Telling Us Everything's Going As Planned,
But There's Something Awry Out The Corner Of Our Eye,
We Can No Longer Comprehend.
Chorus
There's A Chain From Your Hand To Mine,
And I Can't Let Go Of It, I Can't Let Go Of It,
We Were Saved From The Front Lines,
Got Nothing To Show For It, Nothing To Show For It . ..
Verse 3
So We Watch The Receding Horizon,
'Til We Develop A Thousand Yard Stare,
And With Our Old Tape Recorders We Pretend To Cross Borders,
And Dream That We're Breathing Free Air,
But We Can Only Imagine That Landscape,
Gaze At Pictures Now Faded With Age,
The Greatest Country On Earth Was Our Prison Since Birth,
Its Shores An Invulnerable Cage.
Chorus
There's A Chain From Your Hand To Mine,
And I Can't Let Go Of It, I Can't Let Go Of It,
We Were Saved From The Front Lines,
Got Nothing To Show For It, Nothing To Show For It . ..
Interlude
Oooh Oooh . . .
Bridge
Burn It Down, Burn It Down,
There's Nothing Here I Wanna Save,
Leave This Town, Leave This Town,
Before You're Just Another Slave,
Turn Around, Turn Around,
They're Already Digging Our Graves,
In The Ground, In The Ground,
We're Too Close Now To Turn Away.
Outro
There's A Chain From Your Hand To Mine,
And I Can't Let Go Of It, I Can't Let Go Of It,
We Were Saved From The Front Lines,
Got Nothing To Show For It, Nothing To Show For It . .,
Yeah, Yeah.
