<b>Capo, 4th Fret</b> by <i>Tony Sly</i><br />ike a child I can sit in the corner

With these pills I can barely get by

So I wait for the hour of approval

Ten minutes until it's five



And it's friday, so I don't feel so lonely

I know the wolves are out tonight

The sound of ice in a bottomless glass

Tells me that all that is fine



Playing guitar and I'm forgetting words

Like a baby who just learned to speak

Unfinished songs that I swear I'd get done

But the premise was just kind of weak



Like the moon you are cold, you are distant

Like the sun I can burn through the day

In the valley the echo gets longer

They've all gone away



Playing guitar and I'm forgetting words

Like a baby who just learned to speak

Unfinished songs that I swear I'd get done

But the premise was just kind of weak



There is time to reflect and ponder

As the chips fall where they may

I will live for the sake of others

So they can do the same