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The [G]dimming of the light makes the picture clearer

It's just an old photograph
There's nothing to [D]hide
When the [D7]world was just be[G]ginning

I [G]memorized a face so it's not forgotten

I hear the wind whistlin'
Come back any[D]time
And we'll [D7]mix our lives to[G]gether[C/G]

Heaven [C]knows, what keeps mankind a[G]live[C/G]
Every [C]hand, goes searching for its [G]partner
In [D]crime, under [D7]chairs and behind [G]tables
Con[D]necting, to [D7]places we have [G]known

(I'm looking for a)

[G]Home, where the wheels are turning

Home, why I keep returning
[D]Home, where my [D7]world is breaking in [G]two[C/G]

[G]Home, with the neighbors fighting

Home, always so exciting
[D]Home, were my [D7]parents telling the [G]truth?[C/G]

[C]Home, such a funny feeling
[G]Home, no-one ever speaking
[C]Home, with our bodies touching
[G]Home, and the cameras watching
[D]Home, will in[D7]fect what ever you [G]do[C/G]
Where [D]home, comes to [D7]life from out of the [G]blue

[G]Tiny little boats on a beach at sunset

I took a drink from a jar
And into my [D]head
Familiar [D7]smells and [G]flavors[C/G]

Ve[G]hicles are stuck on the plains of heaven

I see their wheels spinning round
And every[D]where
I can [D7]hear those people [G]saying[C/G]

That the [C]eye, is the measure of the [G]man [C/G]
You can [C]fly, from the stuff that still sur[G]rounds you
Where [D]home, and the [D7]band keeps marchin' [G]on
Con[D]necting, to [D7]every living [G]soul
Com[D]passion, for [D7]things I'll never [G]know