D A E F#m D A E A

[Verse 1]

Another knot of dreams
     F#m                 A
They keep chewing up my sleep
             D                 A             E
And spitting out my whole work-week every morning
           A
Well this city is a sea
        F#m              A
And its undertow grabbed me
               D             A                E
And dragged me off into the deep without a warning

[Chorus]
    D               A          E               F#m
I'm longing for the silence, a field to lay my head
          D               A          E            A
Where the engines and the sirens are no longer my debt
          D               A                  C#               F#m
And I can finally hear my conscience, listen close to what it said:
       D                        E                    A
If you don't make your bed, you don't have to lie in it.

[Link]
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[Verse 2]
           A
And in the morning when I rise
      F#m            A
Every step's a compromise:
      D                  A                  E
Motor fumes, and burning eyes, and drunken violence
            A
Through the city, tall as trees
        F#m             A
Hydrant rivers fill the street
          D                  A                 E
And I can hear the birds and bees in the next apartment

[Chorus]
    D               A          E               F#m
I'm longing for the silence, a field to lay my head
          D               A          E            A
Where the engines and the sirens are no longer my debt
          D               A                  C#               F#m
And I can finally hear my conscience, listen close to what it said:
       D                        E                    A
If you don't make your bed, you don't have to lie in it.

[Instrumental]
D A E  A   D A E 
D A C# F#m D E A

[Verse 3]
            A
I've got my backpack and my tent
      F#m                  A
And a thumb pointing to heaven
             D        A                E
And a couple bucks to spend if I get hungry
     A
This land demands no rent
           F#m              A
Though the air I breathe is lent
        D            A               E
And the sun is so quiet as it shines on me

[Chorus]
    D               A          E               F#m
I'm longing for the silence, a field to lay my head
          D               A          E            A
Where the engines and the sirens are no longer my debt
          D               A                  C#               F#m
And I can finally hear my conscience, listen close to what it said:
       D                        E                    F#m
If you don't make your bed, you don't have to lie in it.
       D                        E                    A
If you don't make your bed, you don't have to lie in it