: 022100 : 002220 (577655) : 002230 : 224442 : 446654 : 022130 : 030210 : 002210 intro: E-||------0----------|------------|------0----------|------2--------2-| B-||-----0-----------|-----7-------7---|-----2-----------|-----5--------4--| G-||----1------------|-8-9---9-8-9---9-|----2------------|----4--------4---| D-||---2------------|------------|---2------------|---4--------4----| A-||--2------------|------------|--0------------|--2--------2-----| E-||-0------------|------------|-0------------|-2--------2------| E-||------0----------|------------|------0----------|------2--------2-| B-||-----0-----------|-----7-------7---|-----2-----------|-----5--------4--| G-||----1------------|-8-9---9-8-9---9-|----2------------|----4--------4---| D-||---2------------|------------|---2------------|---4--------4----| A-||--2------------|------------|--0------------|--2--------2-----| E-||-0------------|------------|-0------------|-2--------2------| Headin’ out on some uncharted path You soon turn back It happens time and time again You never seem to reach the end Someone’s out there on the street tonight When things go wrong He’ll guarantee to make them right If the price is right Every time I look you’re fallin’ fallin’ Beaten by the wind Every time I turn around he’s there again It’s like a full force gale An American storm You’re buried far beneath a mountain of cold And you never get warm It’s like a wall of mirrors You charge ’em at full speed You cover up- You hear the shattering glass But you never bleed You never feel the need Everybody casts a certain light A special gift It’s theirs to use for wrong or right When you face the night More and more we choose the easy way We take no risks We figure out which games to play And how to make ’em pay Suddenly the pressure’s fallin’ fallin’ Skies have all turned grey Suddenly the storm is heading straight your way It’s like a full force gale A top a mountain of cold You tell your story again and again And it never gets old You face a wall of mirrors You charge ’em at full speed You cover up- You hear the shattering glass But you never bleed You face a full force gale An American storm You’re buried far beneath a mountain of cold And you never get warm- no you never get warm You face a wall of mirrors You charge ’em at full speed You cover up- You hear the shattering glass But you never bleed You never feel the need You never feel the need Never feel the need Never feel the need You never feel the need Uuuuuh uh it’s like a full force gale An american storm An american storm fading} ###------------### ### Sevilla (España) FEB-2006 ### ### [email protected] ### ###------------###