Blind Pilots The Cooper Temple Clause
'Blind Pilots' by The Cooper Temple Clause
written by The Cooper Temple Clause, I think.
lyrics and chords sheet by colintron - www.papertruth.co.uk
I hope you [D]never change. I hope you [F#m]never go.
I hope you'll [D]always keep our little [F#m]secret, though.
But how'd we [G]get here? -At this [D]height?
And what's this [F#m]talk of dead [G]weight?
I know we [D]always drink, but we don't [F#m]always fight.
The landing [D]lights are on, but we're just [F#m]out of sight
'cos this thing's [G]mobile; There's still [D]wheels.
And I'm not [F#m]done yet, so hang [G]on.
You [D]came along to change the grade; To [F#m]raise the bar I'd made of late.
You [D]came along to raise the stakes; To [F#m]tend to me and my mistakes.
I [G]can't pretend that I could be the [D]man you said you saw in me,
But [F#m]hang around and I'll try and land this [G]thing.
[D] No-one came;[B] No-one saw.
[D] No-one came;[B] No-one saw.
[A] Someone pass the [G/B]manual.
And soon I'll [D]go away. I'll see you [F#m]at the door.
So go put [D]David on; Read a[F#m]bout the war.
We're just blind [G]pilots in strange [D]planes.
Back seat [F#m]drivers in dead [G]cars.
(You came along...)
Yeah, I [D]made a list of all the things that [F#m]I could change: How I could win.
I [D]can't and I refuse to say the [F#m]wheels have slowly come away.
I [G]pray to God my soul to keep 'cos [D]I could never stand the heat.
But [F#m]hang around and I'll try and land this [G]thing.
(No-one came...)
[D]
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