Fm A# The moon has blocked the sun. Fm A# That I haven't seen for days. Fm A# It walks the street as the chimneys burn. Fm A# Ill drink some beers as I find my way Chorus: Fm My way home A# My way home Fm My way home A# My way home The streets were made for horse and cart They talk to mine behind close doors Stood in the rain to feel the part This maze I stand of concrete walls Chorus Suspicious corpse without a face The screen light's a hidden dim This black hawk can't find its place Through the night we swim Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# Fm |