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Too many valleys, not enough mountains Too many drains, and not enough fountains Cynicism's dark abysm swallows all the light that passes by I will choose the path of lightness Even when I’m blinded, sightless Cuz I’d rather be adrift at sea, than the safety of a jail with no key Too many words, and not enough feeling Too many lost balloons on the ceiling If they had their way, they’d float away But now they’re stuck up there till they run out of air And I will choose the path of flying Even when it’s terrifying When your head is high up in the sky They'll try to clip your wings so you can’t fly It’s easy to be helpless, you’ll never fall with two feet on the ground If you don’t wish for anything, when you get nothing, you won’t feel let down But I will choose to bear abuse and risk to lose it all Cuz I want to feel alive Too many valleys, not enough mountains Too many drains, and not enough fountains Too many valleys, not enough mountains Too many drains, and not enough fountains
Tuning: open D, capo 4.