5 acessos
(intro)
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(verse)
A E
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A
And there were future reflections
E
On the face and the hands
A
On a green colored island
E
On a primitive man
A
It was the future reflecting
E
It felt familiar but new
A
A street was missing a building
E
The kids had something to do
F#m E B
There was a feeling the spirit was leaving
A
Red like a marker
F#m E
So my tribe, with my knife
B A
Cut the heart from a lonely life
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I saw patterns on floorboards
Deep in the dust was a leader
Someone was walking on floorboards
Turned them from oak to cedar
He can assess the situation
I wrapped a string around my finger
Into the forest with the young ones
I don't expect to be a winner
F#m E
But as long as you feel it
B
I'm a believer
A
My heart is phosphor
F#m E
Sea rolls, death tolls
B A
Break the surface don't break my bones
F#m E B
Off of the trail and off of your hands and
A
Onto a new plan
F#m E
Is the cost to stay lost
B A
Forever in an empty skin
A#
Pale and thin
B A#
If it's good, or if it's fortune, I can't tell
A E
But pieces come together for some reason just as well
B
Their guns couldn't see us
A#
There's a sea outside my door
A
And one day I'll appreciate
E C C#m B
The rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore
A E
And remember what it felt like
C#m B
To be alone
A E
Sitting in the sunlight
C#m B A E
All alone
(progression) C#m B A E