streetegy

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Your stare is following the sound
I can’t be found, I’m not around
And though we’re trying hard,
We’re losing touch, caught in this rush

We go moving up the board
For nothing much, the greater good.
We roll from square to square,
As checkmate nears, we face our fears

One last push to cross the line
Where no man’s land is burned
On my day, and in my prime
The battle shakes my world

A game of chance, a game of change,
the rules are overturned
Guns are rumbling into range,
the pawn in play has learned
Has learned…
Has learned…

I’m told I cut it fine
I did not hear I was not near
I wish I opened up,
No road to cross, direction lost

This quiet in the air
For all our might we cannot fight
Inside, confusion hides
The honesty that’s leaving me

And one last push to cross the line
where no man’s land is burned
and on my day, and in my prime
The battle shapes my world

A game of chance, a game of change,
the rules are overturned
Guns are rumbling into range,
the pawn in play has learned
Has learned…
Has learned…

Dispense my strategy
I was aware I could not see
Dispose reality
The mind decides what seems to be

Vs. Am F C G

Cs. F G Am F