I Want Something More


  A                            F    
going through a world of sad debris,
  A                            F
regard quixotic reveries of ownership,
        A         G                 F               E  
the blossoming disease of man called tenure and accretion,
      F                 C          D               E 
the ancient western treadmill or deception and derision


    F        G        A
but I want something more


racing through a life of tragic wastage
I experience the loss of trust and innocence,
the billowing cyclone of time has blown away our reasons, 
as we trudge like blind men forward trying to avoid collision,


but I want something more





TRANSCRIPTION BY: JOHAN KARLSSON