Here On The Ground

Luke Thompson

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Tom:
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F Outside the door are the empty, the poor
Bb F C Are the lives that are living no more
F Some of them grievers or broken believers
Bb F C Or used in some meaningless war
Bb C Go see for yourself if you think it'll help
Dm Bb But I just cannot go there no more
C Bb F Bb F Bb Oh Lord, I will not go outside the door
F Down on the street there's a rhythm, a beat
Bb F C You get caught up, you'll never get free
F A humming of heat to a strumming of feet
Bb F C You forget who you wanted to be
Bb C And under the madness an echoing sadness
Dm Bb That whispers you'll never be free
C Bb F Bb F Bb Oh Lord, I will not go down on the street
F Out into the city, the gruesome, the gritty
Bb F C The lovers, livers and lonely
F Away from my eyes in the thick fog, the cries
Bb F C Of the bleeding, broken and breaking
Bb C Your name there is nothing, the street signs are bluffing
Dm Bb They'll put you wherever they please
C Bb F Oh Lord, I will not go into the city
Bb I’m already jaded
C Already I'm faded
Dm Bb There's nothing to learn or to know
C F Bb F Bb Oh Lord, I will not go
F Under the bridge there, the shadowy ridge there
Bb F C That hides and is keeping us hid
F Where nothing is growing nor sunlight is showing
Bb F C Or shining on all that we did
Bb C And the rumble of cars that goes bellowing past
Dm Bb They're just running away with the wind
C Bb F Bb F Bb F Bb Oh Lord, I will not go under the bridge
F Out into the battle, they lead you like cattle
Bb F C And even they got their own laws
F You won’t be locked up there, nor shot or shocked up there
Bb F C For shooting a man to the floor
Bb C They train you and break you, and re-educate you
Dm Bb But won’t tell you why or what for
C Bb F Bb F Bb F Bb F Bb Oh Lord, I will not go into the war
F Up into the sky where the great engines fly
Bb F C Where they throw you and roll you like dice
F We've conquered the moon with explosions and fumes
Bb F C We have conquered the universe high
Bb C But looking back down there's a reasoning sound
Dm Bb That says nobody gets out alive
C Bb F Oh Lord, I will not go into sky
Bb There's no one around
C Just the beckoning sound
Dm Bb And there's no room to dream or to grow
C F Bb F Bb F Bb F Bb Oh Lord, I will not go (I will not go)
F Here on the ground we are lost, we are found
Bb F C We are lonely, we're spinning around
F Away from the crowds and the armies of clowns
Bb F C Away from the carnival sounds
Bb C And out of the deep where the tectonic sleeps
Dm Bb And darkness will follow you down
C Bb F Oh Lord, just let me stay here on the ground
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