Chris Richards - The Ballad Of The Analog Kid

Capo 1

C
Burst from the dirt Like a lottery ball
F                C
Last one to talk First one to crawl
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And as soon as someone left the door unlatched
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Just wandered out and he never Looked back

C
Minnesota high Louisiana low
F                                     C
But all the maps that hed been given Werent working anymore
G                         F
One day he bent to put an ear down to the ground
G                            F
The world blew by him And it made a lonesome sound

G
One day everything changes
        F
And you have to live with it
G                          F
Time is running out on the analog kid
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He got lost in the wires Twisted and tired
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And its beginning to feel like The end of the line

Belly full of fire And dyin of thirst
Troublin the night Before the night can hit him first
And they left him in pieces Lying scattered on the floor
Missing parts that theyre not making anymore

One day everything changes
And you have to live with it
Time is running out on the analog kid
They have broken his stride Swept him aside
And its beginning to feel like The end of the line

Theres a letter on the desk From a far and distant land
No return address But written in an old, familiar hand
It says You better get it now There isnt time to think
Its all been written down In disappearing ink

One day everything changes
And you have to live with it
Time is running out on the analog kid
They have left him behind He cant lay down and die
Cause its beginning to feel like The end of the line