Autobiographies

Am G F C Am G F G Part 1 Am G F C Am G F C In all those autobiographies that I keep telling myself I should read Am G F C Am G F I'm sure I'll find many chapters on things that great men once did wrong G F G F G But didn't know it then and I'll feel like them Am G F C Am G F But for now I'll write the manuscript of a chapter in my life that'd I probably skip Am G F C If I could Am G F G Part 2 Am G F C Am G F C Although I know I should not complain, sometimes I just cannot refrain Am G F C Am G F From justifying means with ends, while lacking direction G F G G F G But I guess I'm on my way towards another day Am G F C Am G F Where I will wake and I will sleep and look for meaning in between C Am Em G F There was a dawn and it broke and the sun reflected off my windows C Am Em G F The air was blue and green and purple were there too C Am Em G F The grass covered in mist just like little kids C Am Em G Fast a sleep in their own beds, how I need that F Am G F C How I can't go back Am G F G Part 3 Am G F C I guess a man can have many homes Am G F I guess that's different than homeless Am G F C And I suppose that I'm not alone Am G F But that don't make me less restless G F G F G I'm gonna pack the car and leave while it's still dark Am G F C And watch the dawn break in green and blue Am G F Am G F C Over blurred, sleeping cities that I pass through Am G F G Am