The Runaway Brothers

I[C#m] didn't wa[B]nt to write this son[A]g      [E]

b[C#m]ecuase I lo[B]ve you and you've bee[Ebm]n my frie[Ab]nd so long [C#m]

W[B]e were the same whe[A]n we w[E]ere young

l[Ebm]iving it two as on[A/B]e

We shared our money and our clothes
we shaded the pain that noone else could ever know
A prison cell we made a home
doing it on our own

All thought the scraped and all the narrow escapes
you pulled me through you made me feel like I was not insane
We promised that we'd never change
holding out on the edge

T[E]oday   [Ab]

l[C#m]ife's a different st[A]ory

T[E]oday   [Ab]

S[C#m]ad and yet not sa[Ab]d in a

w[E]ay     [Ab]

P[C#m]eople never do[A] stay the

s[E]ame    [Ab]

a[C#m]nd the ru[Ab]naway brothers [Ebm]have had their [A/B]day

Remember on your wedding day
I must admit I had the strangest feeling then
Outside the church we took some flak
Both throwing up round the back

But now when we meet up today
it don't seem right that we just don't know what to say
Both stood there staring at our shoes
not knowing what to do

Today
life's a different story
Today
Sad and yet not sad in a
way
People never do stay the same
and the runaway brothers have had their day