F                                 Cm            F       
Some of them standing, some were waiting in the line
F                                   Cm                  D#
As if there was something that they thought they might find
Cm                            Gm            F            D#                                    
Taking some strength from the feelings that always were shared
Cm                          F               Bb         
And in the background, the eyes that just stared

F                           Cm           F
What was it brought you out here in the dark?
F                         Cm         D#
Was it your only way of making your mark
Cm                          Gm    F        D#
Did you get rid of all the voices in your head?
Cm                            F               Bb
Do you now miss them and the things that they said?

(Am G F C Dm G Dm Am F C Dm G)

G                          Dm            G
On your own admission you raised up the knife
G                               Dm           F
And you brought it down ending another man's life
Dm                        C     G        F      
When it was done you just threw down the blade
Dm                                        G         C
While the red blood spread wider like the anger you made

G                              Dm         G  
I don't want this anger that's burning in me
G                                 Dm         F
It's something from which it's so hard to be free
Dm                            C       G        F
But none of the tears that we cry in sorrow or rage
Dm                               G         C
Can make any difference, or turn back the page