Benign Disillusion

Am C Am C Am C James K. Brown was an alcoholic man Am C Drove his Ford into a white Sudan G F He never found what he was looking for G F A way to crash into a life full of open doors C When they were closed before Am C Beautiful itch in the kitchen chair Am C Breathing in a sharp slice of air G F These tragic mishaps happen all the time G F Exceeding all the deaths by homicide C To people in their prime Am C Sarah Mae would die within the air Am C Withered leaves dark on her yellow flower G F Her stories gathered up around her eyes G F The only things consistent in her life C Bright like fireflies Am C And though it’s hard for us to try and understand Am C Maybe tragic mishaps were always in the plan G F And when we stumble and we trip into fatality G F Maybe we just open our eyes to reality C Like waking from a dream