Bleeding Bells

Tom: C

C                    G
There's no place to lay my dead
   Am         F     C
And I can't stand awake 
C                      G
The growth I need is fettered to fear
   Am        F      C
My heals dug in my place

G           Am         F          C          
Keep your heart clasped into your hands
G           Am         F          C
Your family knows just half of where you been