This End Of The Telescope

C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G I was born in the Summer of Sam -- C/G D7/F# G Smaller and sooner than planned -- C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G In the spitting image of a man C/G D7/F# G Raised by wolves on the fat of the land. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Clear of romance, beauty, and damned C/G D7/F# G Tomorrow will come if she can. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Just want a woman who can walk on a wire C/G D7/F# G With a trembling glass in her hand. D7/F# C/G G Over the hilltops the fire engine rolls, D7/F# C/G D7/F# Down the valley deeper still it goes; C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Got my weapons out, I'm laying low C/G D7/F# G On this end of the telescope. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Alone, you ramble the whole of the world C/G D7/F# G Through black-water jungles for bliss. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G It's feast or famine, you eat what you kill C/G D7/F# G There's no need to bring God into this. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G My heart is heavy and pressed to the bone, C/G D7/F# G Some people too heavy to hold. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Salutations, take me as I am -- C/G D7/F# G You can have me, or leave me alone. D7/F# C/G G Sun-kissed lemons in the graveyard below D7/F# C/G D7/F# Here in death you see new adventures grow. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G I see you at last but mostly ghost, C/G D7/F# G On this end of the telescope. solo C/G with embellishments (D7/F#) G bridge Em G This will not be easy Am/F# Word's out the doctor is not coming in Em G This genie is too angry to go back C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Closer than ever, and covered in birds C/G D7/F# G A bone-colored moon fills the west. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Now, throats will be slashed, and flags will unfurl C/G D7/F# G As time will divide us in gangs. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Now, years of progress digging the sand C/G D7/F# G Companions we made didn't last. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G Now, lousy lovers do well with their hands C/G D7/F# G But I'll reach you like nobody can. D7/F# C/G G Now, slow and easy, you let your paddle go D7/F# C/G D7/F# Down a the bottom there is more hell to row. C/G D7/F# G D7/F# C/G I see clear at last: I love, I loathe, C/G D7/F# G On this end of the telescope.