C C F C Late New Year's Eve, paper hat on your head Am F C it's hard to believe you'll ever be dead C F C But that dream where you're falling you've had since you're five Am F C is a bird on your shoulder who whispers goodbye Am E What is moving will be still F C What's been gathered will disperse Am E What's been built up will collapse F C All your dreams fulfilled C F C Evel Knievel shot up from dead grass Am F C I loved him better each time he crashed C F C Liza Minnelli spent a month in her bed Am F C certain that Skylab would fall on her head Am E What is moving will be still F C What's been gathered will disperse Am E What's been built up will collapse F C All your dreams fulfilled C F C One night I dreamed that I dug my own grave Am F C and climbed down inside to patiently wait C F C Down in the ground I breathed the warm air Am F C and blackbirds flew down to nest in my hair Am E What is moving will be still F C What's been gathered will disperse Am E What's been built up will collapse F C All your dreams fulfilled C