Song For Dan Treacy

I’m really unsure about the end so If someone is willing to help me (cus I’m kinda sure it should be something more than F#m until it ends with an E it doesn’t sound complete). But the rest should be fine it at least sounds alright when I play it. Enjoy! He spends his time or maybe half of his time or part of the time wandering ’round the creeks and cobble stones of hackney lanes with a tear in his eye as the children walk by he’s thinking of a song then stops to paint a picture of a frown walking around x2 And the fast guitar that’s right after that part goes like this: e|-------------------------| B|-5--5--4--4--3--3--2--2--| G|-------------------------| D|-------------------------| A|-------------------------| E|-------------------------| x2 Dan Treacy’s smile leaves you trying to decide who’s the victim what’s the crime? no rest for the mind that’s seen it all before and I don’t know where he lives but he’s a myth of a man and Texas Bob the cameraman is off to fix his sit before the show yeah but where did he go? x2 to know when your time’s up you flip the glass and watch the hours quickening   oh oh oh oh oh in the back of the station fluorescent lights about to quit their flickering    well he speaks his mind he says "what is crime?" Dan Treacy’s eyes     In the middle of the park when the underground is dark he’s a poet he’s a lark he starts thinking about a place that no one knows and when the creeks run dry he stays frozen in time strange lights in the sky start blinking I can see the car outside but he’s listening oh oh oh oh he’s listening oh oh oh he’s listening ah ah ah when he’s making up his mind He made his mind up to get things done and overcome                  He made his mind up yeah he’s gonna let it go               he made his mind up in the park and at the station              he made his mind up yeah he’s gonna get it done             he made his mind up ooh yeah he’s gonna get it done         he made his mind up               yeah he’s gonna let it go uh oh no matter the time oh oh when the creeps run by oh no he’s making his mind up oh oh oh oh yeah he’s gonna get it done whoa oh yeah when the creeks run dry whoa oh yeah he’s gonna listen to his soul yeah when the creeps walk by and say "come here boy look me in the eye" bow to the heart back to the beat of Dan Treacy