Stare Down The Walls

Am Beer cans rolling on the ceiling of the Rabbit C Clatter round the spot where a hobby turns to habit A C E And my only son, looking no more confused than usual A We spin slowly with Samaritans approaching C#m Orange slices Mothering and coaching A E But I'm hanging from my safety belt on the median A Bold lover B E The stakes threw the brakes on the vain C#m A Old mixture of clarity, impurity, and pain B Descends on a humbled heart E C#m Like a slow trail of glue B A#m Before I answer you A E I'm gonna stare down the walls A Stare down the walls B C#m And stare through the floors E F# Until new light pours A B Through the holes burned by eyes A Burned by eyes B The Bank of England and the banks of the muddy C#m Land of Lincoln and your sweet understudy A All denied me B They can't define me E The House of Usher and the House of Ashanti C#m B Renaud, Ranz, Burlington, Cannon, Morse, Laconte A Understand me B C#m Tell me how this can be Gold rubber F#m E Snakes through the links on the chain Light fixtures C#m B A Burn their silhouettes into my brain B I can't look you in the eye E C#m I've got thinking to do E A Before I answer you A E I'm gonna stare down the walls A Stare down the walls B C#m And stare through the floors E F# And push those two by fours A B Through the holes burned by eyes A B Burned by eyes E I know what I'll see when the sun finally rises C#m A courtroom scene without shame or compromises A B E And my only son, looking no more confused than used