[Primeira Parte]D F# All of this turbulence wasn't forecastedG A Apologies from the intercomD F# And I am relieved that I'd left my room TidyG They'll think of me kindlyA D When they come for my thingsG F# They'll never know how I'd stared at theE Dark in that room With no thoughtsD# Like a blood-sniffing sharkG Bm And while my dreams made music in the nightG CarefullyA D I was going to live [Segunda Parte]D F# You wouldn't leave till we loved in the MorningG A You'd learned from movies how love ought to BeD F# And you'd say you love me and look in my EyesG But I know through mine you wereA D Looking in yoursG F# And did you know the liberty bell is a ReplicaE D# Silently housed in its original wallsG Bm And while its dreams played music in the NightG QuietlyA D It was told to believe [Terceira Parte]D F# I always wanted to die clean and prettyG D A But I'd be too busy on working daysD F# So I am relieved that the turbulence wasn'tG ForecastedA D I couldn't have changed anywaysG F# I am relieved that I'd left my room tidyE D# D Goodbye
Last Words Of a Shooting Star
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