War On A Feeling

B E Refused to find the stars aligned in skies ripe for misleading; B F# Reserve them my contempt. B E And worlds behind their obscured lights, confidence depleted C#m E B In hopes that you wont find us retreating. B E The more I stalled, suburban sprawl kept creeping ever closer, C#m B F# Forewarned though I had been. B E A familys ware, so unprepared to cope with their confinement. C#m E F# E It reminded me of the times, when I sit down and cry, B And hope you find someone who wont hurt you G#m E As much as I know I do. B E Twenty-five years down the line, means a hundred changing seasons: C#m E Do you fear what might well pass? F# E It subsides, like how the better part of me dies. B Im missing what the days have been stealing, G#m C#m Staring up at the ceiling, F# G#m E B Waging war on a feeling. B E Half-asleep machinery, the citys always driving; B F# Shouldnt you be too? B E Motown, dont it hurt to know your best days are behind you? C#m E But that midnight oil still burns. F# E It subsides, like how the better part of me dies. B Im missing what the days have been stealing, G#m C#m Staring up at the ceiling, F# G#m E B Waging war on a feeling. F G Dm Share an evening treat on a roadside near E I go to watch things disappear. Dm F Am And we find time to wonder why things wont feel right. E F# (Without escape the hostage waits) B E With drawn out wars on several fronts, you might find one worth winning. C#m E Do you fear what might well pass? F# E It subsides, like how the better part of me dies. B Im missing what the days have been stealing, G#m C#m Staring up at the ceiling. F# G#m E Waging war on a feeling. F# G#m E Waging war on a feeling. F# G#m E Waging war on a feeling. B Little Lead line in the chorus: