D Sometimes I go whole days, listening, bored, half asleepBm 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 briefG I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quickly [Chorus]D What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can becomeBm An addiction to the slumber of disconnectionA And resonance of memory that no longer has a shapeG 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 areBm Just traces of something I long to feel againA G I see our time expand in the air almost forciblyG Spreading thinner till it dissolves completely [Interlude]D Bm A G [Chorus]D What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can becomeBm An addiction to the slumber of disconnectionA And resonance of memory that no longer has a shapeG But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
Half Asleep
School of Seven Bells
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Tom:
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