When you’re one of us
You can stay here for the rest of your life
I’ll open windows when you want to look out
At the transit of Venus ‘cross the sun
As you’re gathering dust
Ancient dragons and the cicadas come
The edges jagged as you’re coming undone
On the white soft feathers of your bed
Well you [A7know how hard I tɾy
But I won’t get nowhere analyzing your life
And it’s people that you [A7lose
When you [A7become a ɾecluse
Turn away from us
Days are darker when the winter comes
Can’t ɾemove yourself from what you [A7have done
On the ɾack where your ɾeputation [C7]lies
Do you [A7want to [C7]exist
Between the lightning and [Bm]the mental bliss
Or needing nothing and [Bm]with no one to [C7]miss
Like a stɾay dog pissing on [C7]a statue
Solitude is hard to [C7]find
And they’re all [Em]too busy organizing your life
But it’s people that you [A7lose
When you [A7become a ɾecluse
Well don’t be [Am]so nervous now
All I want is to [C7]be [Am]dancing ɾound in your light
With the colours that you [A7choose
When you [A7become a ɾecluse
Ohh
I make any excuse to [C7]stay home
But I can’t do that and [Bm]I must come back
People that stay at home
Watching a game of thrones
And wondering what comes next
Well you [A7can’t do that and [Bm]you [A7must come back
Pictures of geese fly they around us and [Bm]this leads to [C7]that
Take us everywhere and [Bm]bring us back
Well I dreamt that Jesus had a gun
Sure it’s getting cold outside
And they’re all [Em]to [C7]busy organizing your life
But it’s people that lose when you [A7become a ɾecluse
I think Howard Hughes would love to [C7]be [Am]on [C7]the internet
I think Sly Stone should hold his own on [C7]the internet
Bobby Fischer lost and [Bm]won [C7]then took a permanent holiday
He’ll be [Am]back to [C7]host a variety show on [C7]television [C7]someday
JD Salinger lived long [Am]ago and [Bm]far away
Greta Garbo parked her car and [Bm]walked home from a glamorous party
I just want to [C7]be [Am]alone
