Tonart: F# minor
Intro 1
Em
C
Am
Em
Verse 1
Em
Gross,
it's funny how it grows
G
Em
A game, this feeling that I'm on
It gets short -changed, eluding some
Am
The renegades of old
Em
It's funny how it glows
G
Em
It's funny how it shows in your voice
The way that you propose,
we have a choice
Am
Oh, and anyone who has ever
shared the sense
D
Already knows that there is no
point waiting in the wings
The people are a fountain lake
Oblivious, the move they take
G
D
C
We'll never change
D
C
Bm
D
Who takes the reins?
C
Am
We lost our way
C
Am
D
C
D
Our feeble mind
G
Em
D
Our feet of clay
C
Bm
I'm lost in the woods
Am
D
I'm falling far behind
C
D
It's too late
C
Bm
We're all too late
Am
To solve what's next
D
Am
Em
C
We'll change our mind
G
Em
C
Em
Am
G
Em
Paid
G
Em
Paid as often marmalade
Smeared across the barricade in vain
Am
It isn't all worth what they sold
G
Em
Building our own selves
C
Em
Funny how the future sees itself
Be thankful at least you
Em
C
Am
When the breathing is the only
point of living you believe
D
There is no point waiting in the wings
The people are a frozen lake
I pray they use the road they take
G
D
C
We'll never change
C
D
We lost our way
Our feeble minds
G
D
C
D
Love the old way
C
Bm
I'm lost in the woods
Am
I was falling far behind
G
Am
C
Bm
The golden age
of southwest skies
Am
D
C
Could change your mind
Bm
I was lost in the woods
Am
And I was falling far behind
C
Bm
The golden age, golden age,
Em
G
D
C
Am
Em
The golden age
Am
Em
G
C
Am
Em
Em
Em
You
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