Wheel Well

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[Verse 1]
F               C      G                   F
The birds on my stoop, they don't know the words
F                  C      G            F
For the pain in my tooth, or for other birds
F                   C       G            Am G
The clouds they cut through on my way to work
F         G
And I do, what's that worth?


[Verse 2]
F              C       G              F
A name for all things, except for the cure
F                   C      G                   F
To the sadness that sings, every night at your door
F        C    G        Am   G    F
At every door of every restless soul
F        G
It's all we all know


[Chorus]
   Am         G        F       C
No peace, no calm, no coasting
   F                  G                C
No 'There but for the grace of God, go I'
          F            C             F                C
We're all roped at the wrist, circle chains, hers and his
       F             G         Am
As one goes, so goes everybody else
           F                      C
Around the wheel well, around the wheel well


[Verse 3]
F                 C     G                 F
If the people you meet, are mostly you in disguise
F             C     G                       F
Want what you want, something good in their lives
F                   C     G                Am    G   F
Is that a socialist song? An invocation of Christ, I guess
F             G
It's whatever you like


[Chorus]
   Am         G        F       C
No peace, no calm, no coasting
   F                  G                C
No 'There but for the grace of God, go I'
          F            C             F                C
We're all roped at the wrist, circle chains, hers and his
       F             G         Am
As one goes, so goes everybody else
           F                      C     G
Around the wheel well, around the wheel well


[Bridge]
F                  F              C
You left your body fading on your couch
    G      C          G       F
And felt I just might make it up
           F/F#       G
Before I'm wasting underground


[Chorus 2]
Am              G          F     C
So grieve your life spent hiding
    F            G             C
The hours no one ever hands it back
           F             C
What's the use? Who kept score?
         F                  C
Medieval school yard tug of war
   Am             G             F
No architect, we built the cage ourselves


[Chorus]
   Am         G        F       C
No peace, no calm, no coasting
   F                  G                C
No 'There but for the grace of God, go I'
          F            C             F                C
We're all roped at the wrist, circle chains, hers and his
       F             G         Am
As one goes, so goes everybody else
           F                      C
Around the wheel well, around the wheel well
           F                      C     G   F
Around the wheel well, around the wheel well


[Outro]
N.C.
No one's alone or it's the one thing we are
N.C.
Beasts with big brains, computers with hearts
N.C.
Obsessed with control, or frightened and power starved
N.C.
It will get you so far