Cold To See Clear

D A Em A D Clothes make the man. The house makes the heart, A Em don’t get me started about how hard it is D A Em to start or stay on track, or don’t dream, D A Em or do whether you want, or want not to. G D A Em G What I arrived to, the radio took me, the radio radio made me. D A Em G D A Em G What can we do, but listen to stories, wretched or glorious? D A D A Em A D I don’t mind if it’s raining. I don’t mind if it’s hot. A Em A I don’t mind what you’re thinking. D and I don’t mind if you’re not. short interlude/bridge to chorus: D A Em A G D A Em G What I arrived to, the airwaves they took me, the radio radio made me. D A Em G D A Em G What can we do, but listen to stories, wretched or glorious? D A G D A Where I found my eyes, it’s loving that took me Em G D A It's Sundays out walking the mile. The son makes the ma----n. A Em A little cold to see clear. A Em D A Em Cold to see clear. A Em A little cold to see clear. A Em D G D A Em G What I arrived to, the airwaves they took me, the radio radio makes me. D A Em G D A Em G What can we do, but listen to stories, wretched or glorious? D A G D A Where I found my eyes, it’s love and it took me Em G D A It's Sundays out walking the mile. The son makes the ma-----n. D A Em A D I don’t mind if it’s raining. I don’t mind if it’s hot. A Em A I don’t mind what you’re thinking. D and I don’t mind if you’re not.