New river

NEW RIVER (E A D G B E, capo 3)

I can’t feel my fingers. I can’t hold this pen. It keeps happening to me and it’s happening again. It’s happening everywhere and it’s happening to you. I’m happy you could be here. I’m happy it is true. I’m happy there are stones at the bottom of this pool. At the bottom of this pool, I am holding onto you. At the bottom of this pool.

 

I can’t see the difference but I can feel it change. I can’t understand it but I won’t cut it down. I can’t put it together and I can’t explain how. I’m ready for that black hole. I’m ready for the light. I’m ready to be ready when I finally arrive. When I finally arrive I will know what it feels like. I will meet you in the ocean.

 

Jumping into rivers. The water is the same. Who can see the difference between the stone and the lake? Who can see the difference between the ocean and the wave? The waves are breaking gently. The waves are powerful. The waves are only ripples but I’m always being pulled. I am always being pulled towards the bottom of this pool. Out into the ocean through a river brand new. Through the same water but the river is brand new.

Climb up the walls

CLIMB UP THE WALLS (D A D G B E)

 Climb up the walls. I forgot to say. I wanted to leave but I did not want to disappear.

It’s not what you think it’s what you do. You’ve always got an option or an out, I thought you knew.

So maybe next time we should talk. I’ll tell you how I feel and you can tell me too.

And we can land like birds on a branch in the afternoon as the clouds turn pink and orange.

I want it. I want it.

 

So, climb up the walls, I left a note. Just follow the cockroach he will tell you everything.

Fall on your back, it can’t be helped. Things just happen, it can’t be helped. Don’t call for help, you can’t be helped. You can call for help but you won’t be helped. Stop climbing up the walls, you can’t be helped. Let it go, you can’t be helped. It’ll be fine, you can’t be helped. You’ll be alright, you can’t be helped.

You don’t need help.

Don't go gettin all nostalgic

DON’T GO GETTING ALL NOSTALGIC (E A D G B E)

 Don’t go gettin all nostalgic. Don’t get all hung up on the past. Them things were never made to last. Don’t get stuck in what was.

Don’t go gettin all blurry eyed. Don’t get all bent out of shape. Sorrow painted on your face. Don’t go gettin all carried away.

 

Bogged in what could have been. “Oh, those were the days.”

And it feels like some things never change. But some things just can’t stay the same.

 

Don’t get all sad romantic. Life gets better when you let it. Don’t go getting all nostalgic.