And the night comes again to the circle studded sky. The stars settle slowly, in loneliness they lie. 'Til the Universe explodes as a falling star is raised.
Pre>g. I'm just a city boy. C. Born and bred. Am d. It's a city life I've led. G em. My pasture was a street. C cm. I've never climbed a tree. G d. But that's all right with me.
I found him by the stage last night. He was breathing his last breath. A bottle of gin and a cigarette. Was all that he had left. . I can see you make the music.