F/C* | x33210 (I guess not technically F/C, but close to it)
Am | x02210
F | 133211
F/C - Am - F/C - Am
F/C Am
I feel so designed, so made to know,
F/C Am
that there's no place in time in backwards-flow.
F/C
And this is all there is.
Am F/C
And I close my eyes, and I'm not depressed, or anything.
Am F/C
I just close my eyes: this is all there is.
Am
F/C Am
I feel so designed, so made to know.
F/C
I'm calling, and I'm calling, but not no one is
Am
standing at the river bank calling out my name,
and I can feel the soil and silt,
F/C
I'm calling and I'm calling like no one ever did,
and I can feel my influence,
Am
spreading out around me and living on my guilt,
and I can feel how real it is,
F/C
saying "we don't know anything."
(NOTE: This last verse repeats and the above F/C and below F/C match up.)
F/C
I'm calling, and I'm calling, but not no one is
Am
standing at the river bank calling out my name,
and I can feel the soil and silt,
F/C
I'm calling and I'm calling like no one ever did,
and I can feel my influence,
Am
spreading out around me and living on my guilt,
and I can feel how real it is,
Am (hold on this Am, strum out a few times)
saying "we don't know anything."
Am - F - (x12 or until end)
End on Am
