Written by Richard Ashcroft
(intro) Bm G A G Bm G Does anybody know where we really gonna go A I was wondering if we've got that real soul G You know the thing we cannot trade, or ever own Bm G Does anybody know where we really gonna go A I was wondering if we've got that real soul G You know the thing we cannot trade, or ever own Bm G Coz solitude, my sacred mood, A G Appalachian springs, all my things Bm Took a step to the left G Took a step to the right A G I saw myself and it wasn't quite right Bm G Does anybody know where we really gonna go A I was looking for answers in a soul G And the feelings that a man can't control Bm G And if the fire burn bright in the dead of night A Dissapointed you care I told a lie G I said that I would never be on this side Bm I took a step to the left G I took a step to the right A G And I saw myself and it wasn't quite right Bm I took a step to the left G I took a step to the right A G Bm G G And I keep it together, yeeeaaaaaahhh, whoaaaaaaaa, Bm G A G yeeeeeaaaah, whoaaaaaa Bm G And I was waiting for my number come A Like a bingo calling singing in the sun G You said our number's sixty-nine, I said ok Bm G Coz solitude, my sacred mood, A G Bm G A G Appalachian springs, all my things Bm Took a step to the left G Took a step to the right A And I keep it together G You know I'm not right Bm Took a step to the left G Took a step to the right A G I'm gonna keep it together ( Bm G A G ) (2x) Bm G Does anybody know where we really gonna go A I was wondering if we've gotta have real soul G You know the thing we cannot trade, or ever own, Bm or ever own, or ever own, or ever own, G A or ever own, or ever own, or ever own, G or ever own, or ever own, or ever own ( Bm G A G ) Bm G A G Lord, I'm coming home, I feel so young, I don't know where I've gone Bm I took a step to the left G I took a step to the right A And I saw my soul G And it wasn't quite right Bm G A Hey, slip to the dreams G Slippin out, slippin in and out of dreams ( Bm G A G ) to fade