[Intro]  Em  D

D   C      D                    C            D      C       (D  C)
Fre--ezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
    D   C    D              C                     D  C   D      C
Oh, Fee--lin' maybe he'll see a little better set a days,   ooh yeah
    D   C    D               C                         D    C  D      C
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar,  ooh yeah
    D   C     D                  C                  D  C  D     C
Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane,  oh yeah

( D  C )

D    Bb                         D     C
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
    D        Bb                      D     C
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh
     D       Bb                   D   C        D    Am  C      D    Am  C
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again    life a--gain   life a--gain

D    C     D                                C                  D   C   D      C
Kne--elin', looking through the paper through he doesn't know to read,   ooh yeah
    D   C     D                    C                    D      C
Oh, pra--yin', now to something that has never showed him anything
    D   C     D                         C                  D  C  D  C
Oh, fee--lin', understands the weather of the winters on its  way
    D   C      D                      C                  D  C  D   C
Oh, cei--lings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame,  yeah

D    Bb                         D     C
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
    D        Bb                      D     C
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh
D       Bb                       D    C
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again
     D          Bb                              D  C   D   Am  C    D   Am  C     (D  Am  G)
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...    him a--way, him a--way...        Yeah

[Solo]  D  C

D    Bb                         D     C
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
    D        Bb                      D     C
Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh
D       Bb                       D    C
Oh, someday yet, he'll begin his life again
     D          Bb                              D  C   D   Am  C    D   Am  C     (D  Am  G)
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...    him a--way, him a--way...        Yeah