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Tom:
D Sometimes I go whole days, listening, bored, half asleep
Bm A I won't say anything, that's worth a thing to me one day,
A G Suddenly time took a turn that once felt so brief
G I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly [Chorus]
D What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day [Verse 2]
D Be aware, my darling, these things I say I mean are
Bm Just traces of something I long to feel again
A G I see our time expand in the air almost forcibly
G Spreading thinner till it dissolves completely [Interlude]
D Bm A G [Chorus]
D What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become
Bm An addiction to the slumber of disconnection
A And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape
G But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
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Composição: School of Seven Bells

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