Fm I can see mountains G# I can see sky D# I sometimes wish that I was blind C# To all the futures that we left behind Fm I walk on shaky ground G# Nervous, I leave the house A# In the dark before the dawn C# A commuter with no place to run Chorus: C# Fm I wish I could be content with the football scores A#m D# I wish I could be content with the daily chores D#m G# F7 With my daily worship of the sublime Last night, I was afraid My head was locked in pain I thought, "A person could go mad!" No one can help you when it gets this bad But I thought about your way I had a picture of your face I was wishing you the best Sending you love with every tired breath Chorus: I wish I could be content with the football scores I wish I could be content with my daily chores With my daily worship of the sublime When we were very young, we loved our selfish fun We cared what people thought about our selfish words You could not tell us then how much we wouldn't care 'Bout all the mindless trivia, now we've got kids and dystopia Chorus: I wish I could be content with the football scores I wish I could be content with my daily chores With my daily worship of the sublime I wish I could walk away from my scars and sores I wish I could walk away from the 'No one gets me' From my sense of envy to the benign I wish I could be content with the football scores I wish I could be content with my daily chores With my daily worship of the sublime I wish I could walk away from my scars and sores | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# A#m C# D# D#m F7 Fm G# |