The Weather And The Wait

Intro : G A D D A The bruise from too much news is too hard to see A G Watching all of this world's woes. D A Dead eyes on that screen, starting at me A It's like they're staring at me, A G The weather and the wait sure shows... D In my mind I'm hopping a slow train A Ride a boxcar to the high plains G Like an outlaw whose laying low D From this culture obsessed with the fast lane A My to-go cups filled just one more stain G I cant keep this pace anymore... Jam out G to A while singing "I cant keep this pace anymore"