Tonart: D major
Verse 1
D
G
In the clock tower walls,
D
like an infant he crawls
G
D
G
Bm
To the cabinet, in search for salvation
A
D
G
And as the hour is late,
G
D
To his affinity for mix
Bm
G
A
ing drops of poison
D
G
And by the bird's first morning call,
G
D
Tears fall when he's forced
Bm
A
to face his own reflection
D
Oh, but how could he change
G
D
G
when nothing stands in his way?
G
Bm
A
like riding on the last train
G
D
G
He's falling out of touch
D
Bm
G
D
G
A
D
G
Fantasies of some past life
D
Bm
haunt him like so many sprites
G
D
His wings buzz
D
G
Like a pallbearer he mourns,
D
convinced he wears a crown of thorns
G
D
G
But in reality he's just
D
who's forgotten how to love
G
Bm
D
G
Forgot ten how to heal,
Bm
A
anything besides surrender
D
Oh, it's God's wicked game
Bm
A
D
to take all of those away
G
D
Once you've finally won the race
G
A
that you trained for
G
D
Are you falling out of touch?
G
D
G
D
G
A
You
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