C Em we met one day in wet cementDm where we glued our eyes shutG and pressed with our fistsC Em and while the trees are shrinking nowDm they forgot their rootsG and sloped in the ground [PDC HORUS 1]:Dm G and while I'm picking out my favorite namesC Am where our future is concernedDm G in the steady blur of the daysC Am what brought us here, why we try to say [CHORUS]:Dm G C we face back all the wayG Dm Whoa, whoaC G Dm Whoa, whoa [INSTRUMENTAL]:C Em Dm C [VERSE 2]:C Em now the cement's hardened in my chestDm G a world of wax scraped in through textC Em and someone was calling just before I woke upDm G my broken record spits good and bad luck [PDC HORUS 2]:Dm G and with my broken, pale black eyesC Am I still see white when the snow falls lightlyDm G in the steady blur of the daysC Am what brought us here, why we try to say [CHORUS]:Dm G C we face back all the wayG Dm Whoa, whoaC G Dm Whoa, whoa [ENDING]:Am G Ahhh, AhAm G Ahhhh, AhDm G Ohhhhh, OhC Ohhhhhh
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The Morning Benders
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Tom:
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