Birds Without Wings by David Gray

Birds Without Wings

C – x32010	D – xx0232
G – 320003	Am – x02210
Em – 022000

C     G     C    G

C                                   G
Wishing that something would happen
  C                    G
A change in this place
         C                             G
Cause Im tearing off the fancy rapping
        Em            D
Find an empty package
C                     G
Take for a while your trumpet from your lip
C                G
Loosen your hold loosen you grip
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             G                         Em            D     C
On your old ways that have fallen out of step - in a changing time
            G    C             G     C     G     C
Hoist a new flag – hoist a new flag

C               G    C              G
Angry sun burns down judging us all
C                     G
Guilty of neglect and disrespect
    Em             D
And thinking small
C            G   C              G
Death by boredom death by greed
      C         G      C                 G
If we cant stop taking more than we need
      C                             G
Well across the fractured landscape
  C                   G  C           G
I see the same things –– tired ideas
Am D          G
Birds without wings
Am D          G
Birds without wings

    C                       G
And these are just thoughts
   C                 G
On lack-luster times
    C               G
And Ive no interest
     C                  G
In accuses you can find
            C              G
Like you’ve had a hard day
           C                G
Now you’re to tired to care
           C                G
Now you’re to tired to care
          C              G
Oh you’ve had a hard day

       C                             G
While across the fractured landscape
  C                  G
I see the same thing
C           G
Tired ideas broken values
C                            G
Many with the notion that to share is to loose
  C             G
A hollow people bound by a lack
    C              G
Of imagination and to much looking back
C                             G
Without the courage to give a new thing a chance
C                G
Grounded by this ignorance
        C         Am
And the cat comes
                D             G     Am
And we’re just, birds without wings
D             G     Am
Birds without wings
D             G     Am
Birds without wings
D     G     Am
Birds

D     G     C

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