Staring At The Sun

Am  G  F  Em
        Am                          G                     F                         Em
        Summer stretching on the grass... summer dresses pass
        In the shade of a willow tree creeps a crawling over me
        Over me and over you, stuck together with God's glue
        Am                           G                               F
        It's going to get stickier, too, it's been a long hot summer
                                  G
                         Let's go undercover
                                   F
                         Don't try to hard to think
                                                 G
                         Don't think at all
                                                                      C                          Am
                                           I'm not the only one starin' at the sun
                                                                              D                                      F
                                           Afraid of what you'll find if you took a look inside
                                           Not just deaf and dumb, I'm staring at the sun
                                           Not the only one who's happy to go blind      Am G F Em


        There's an insect in your ear, if you scratch it won't disappear
        It's gonna itch and burn and sting, do want to see what the scratching brings
        Waves that leave me out of reach, breaking on your back like a beach
        Will we ever live in peace? Cause those that can't do   Often have to
                         Those that can't do
                         Often have to preach
                                           To the ones starin' at the sun
                                           Afraid of what you'll find, if you took a look inside
                                           Not just deaf and dumb, staring at the sun
                                           I'm not the only one who'd rather go blind     Am D  Am D

        Intransigence is all around, military is still in town
        Armor plated suits and ties, daddy just won't say goodbye
        Referee won't blow the whistle, God is good, but will he listen
        I'm nearly great, but there's something I'm missin'
                         I left in the duty free, though
                         You never really belonged to me
                                           You're not the only one starin' at the sun
                                           Afraid of what you'd find if you stepped back inside
                                           I'm not sucking on my thumb, I'm staring at the sun
                                           Not the only one who's happy to go blind...