R.E.M.

^D The story is a sad one, ^G told many ^Em times.
^D The story of my life in ^G trying ^Em times.
^D Just add water, ^G stir in ^Em lime.
^D How the west was won and where it ^A got us.
Canary got trapped, the uranium mine.
A stroke of bad luck, now the bird has died.
a marker to mark where my tears run dry.
I cross it, bless it, alkali.
^D The story is a sad one, ^G told many ^Em times.
^D The story of my life in ^G trying ^Em times.
^D Just add water, ^G stir in ^Em lime.
^D How the west was won and where it ^A got us.
I didn't wear glasses cause I thought it might rain.
Now I can't see anything.
I made a mistake, chalked it up to design.
I cracked through time, space, Godless and dry.
I point my nose to the northern star,
watch the decline from a hazy distance.
^D The story is a sad one, ^G told many ^Em times.
^D The story of my life in ^G trying ^Em times.
^D Just add water, ^G stir in ^Em lime.
^D How the west was won and where it ^A got us.