This should be somewhat correct
Dm C Am Bb
Solitary motion, in the wake of an avalanche
Deer in the headlights, there goes a weaker one
He's listenin' in the fast gaze, I don't care now to see the way
Do you hear the silence? I was far too late
Dm C Dm Am Bb
Oh living for the city, and it's always troubling
to keep it in the hot lane, I don't care about no scenery
C Am Bb C Bb
and you run from it then, now you can't escape, cause it's all you see
C Am Bb C Bb C Dm Am Bb
But we're all just an end to a simple thing, and it's all you see, and it's all you see