Heart of The Continent -John K Samson Capo 4th Fret The north wind sinks the fence around a lot full of debris G C Near the corner of memorial and me G C Were resurected brick and drywall lead back into place G C Theres a terrified reflection on my face G C All alone at the gleaming knife display at the army surplus sales E B C As the dusk descends and my insipiration fails C B A Ghost filled discount parkas, sleeping bags G A B D C B A C B A G E Peer at me from the crumpled dark F# G Inky bruises punched into the sky by bolts of light G C And then leak across the body of tonight G C While rain and thunder drop and roll then stop short of a storm G C Leave the air stuck with this waiting to be born G C As I stand before an unresponsicve automatic door E D B C Just another door that wont open for me anymore C B A The exit red gets brighter then blinks off G A B D C B A C B A G E Presses me into the crumpled dark F# G Theres a billoard by the highway that says welcome to bievennue E A C But no sign to show you when you go away B C B A And our demolitions punctuate G A B D C B A C B All we mean to seave them leave to late G A B D C B A G E So I make my shaky exclamation mark G A B D C B A C B A G E With a hand full of F# The crumpled dark G