Losing It

	  		
Intro: Am C F (2x) 

Am 
The dancer slows her frantic pace , In pain and desperation  
C                                                                  F 
Her aching limbs and downcast face aglow with perspiration  
 Am 
Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire  with just the briefest pause  
C                                                                      F                                          G 
The flooding through her memory, the echoes of old applause  

                                                                    C                                  Am 
And she limps across the floor , and closes her bedroom door...  

(Am C F) 2x 

 Am 
The writer stare with glassy eyes , defies the empty page  
 C                                                                         F 
His beard is white, his face is lined, and streaked with tears of rage  
 Am 
Thirty years ago, how the words would flow , with passion and precision  
C                                                                       F                                          G 
But now his mind is dark and dulled, by sickness and indecision  

                                                                                       C                                Am 
And he stares out the kitchen door,  where the sun will rise no more...  

 (Am) (A G D) 

A                                 G                              D 
Some are born to move the world, to live their fantasies  
          A                          G                              D 
But most of us just dream about , the things we'd like to be  
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Sadder still to watch it die, than never to have known it  

F                                         G 
For you, the blind who once could see  
F               G           F        G 
The bell tolls for thee.  
F               G               Am 
The bell tolls for…  

Solo: (Am D)  (Am F)   (F)   (F)  (F G) 

F                                         G 
For you, the blind who once could see  
F               G           F        G 
The bell tolls for thee.