Walkabout – Julia Ecklar

“Walkabout,” by Julia Ecklar

Thanks to animatedamerican for helping me parse the lyrics.  The chords are my attempt at transcription, and I’m not at all sure about them.  I think Ecklar has it capoed to something silly like F# minor, which didn’t help.

Am
You’re different than them, Max
C
You give their heroes all back
Am
You find the truth inside the bronze
C
That forge the brand new tool

Am
But our lot in life is to live
C
To forget and never forgive
Em                                                        Bm
And I’ve found I’m no exception to the rule

I’ve long outlived that crap, mate
Seen the difference one man can’t make
Seen the truth behind the smoke that stains
Beneath the blood that pools

And my trust in truth has hit dirt
I’m so tired now I can’t hurt
This hero’s not so different, not so cool
Am
I’ve grown cruel

Dm                                                                                             Am
So show me what’s so different about one sad and frightened man
Dm                                                                    Em
And find me one hero in this wasted, withered land
Am
No exceptions to the rule that says that heroes suffer best
Em                                                                                       Am
Well who suffers for the heroes who have suffered for the rest

I’m the first to say Fate owed us
It’s a shame that no one told us
That once Fate has dealt her hand in spades
You might as well just fold

Now I walk the dismal highways
And deal with the long hours my way
Forgive me if they’ve made me harsh and cold

No one mourns the lonely hero
No one sees me off when I go
No one limps beside the fighting cock
Who’s been both bought and sold
And the world turns up her dead eyes
On the pain the trust and the lies
Are there no more heroes left to help keep hold?
I’m so old

So show me what’s so different about one sad and frightened man
And find me one hero in this wasted, withered land
No exception to the rule that says that heroes suffer best
Well who suffers for the heroes who have suffered for the rest?

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