Byron - No man's land

D                                   G
Walking on the border, breathing the air of no man’s land
D                          G                                 D     G 
Everything is allowed, no need to understand the meaning of life.   

I wonder if one can buy the land to build one’s home in a place 
Where no one is king and no one cares about your race,    

D
There are no jobs here, no employees here, 
G                               D
No alarm clocks here, no piffle here...   

A             
You can be yourself, don’t bite your tongue, 
G 
Yell your joy  or sing this song,  
A
No need to play your role and lie to your ma’ 
G                                            D
That you’re actually pleased with what you are...  
 
E                                   G           A
The edge of your world is going to crash and disappear
D                                     G        A
I long for you to come and lose your taste of fear on the way...

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