INTRO:  D G A Bm D/F# G  (x2) 

                       D      G     A                Bm      D/F#   G 
I look straight in the window,       try not to look below 

                D       G    A                    E    G 
Pretend I'm not up here,          I try counting sheep 

The sheep seem to shower, off this office tower 
It's 9.8 straight down, I can't stop my knees. 

CHORUS: 
                Bm            A                   E       G 
I wish I could fly, from this building, from this wall. 

                Bm             A               E       G 
And if I should try, would you catch me, if I fall.  


My hands clench the squeegee, a seclar rosary 
Hang onto your wallet, hand onto your rings. 
I can't look below me, something might throw me. 
I curse at the windstorms, that October brings. 

I look in the boardroom, a modern Pharaoh's tomb. 
I'd gladly swap places, if they care to dive 
They line up at the window, peer down into limbo 
Frightened of jumping, in case they survive. 

                    G              A        
And I wish I could step, from this scaffold, 

     Bm         D/F#      E        G 
Onto soft green grass and shopping malls, 

    G           A              Bm            A      D   
And bed, and my family, and my pastor and my grandfather 
      E   G 
Whose dead. 

Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearer 
I look like a painter, behind all the grease. 
But painting's creating, and I'm just erasing 
A crystal clear canvas, is my masterpiece.