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Tom:
C Em we met one day in wet cement
Dm where we glued our eyes shut
G and pressed with our fists
C Em and while the trees are shrinking now
Dm they forgot their roots
G and sloped in the ground [PDC HORUS 1]:
Dm G and while I'm picking out my favorite names
C Am where our future is concerned
Dm G in the steady blur of the days
C Am what brought us here, why we try to say [CHORUS]:
Dm G C we face back all the way
G Dm Whoa, whoa
C G Dm Whoa, whoa [INSTRUMENTAL]:
C Em Dm C [VERSE 2]:
C Em now the cement's hardened in my chest
Dm G a world of wax scraped in through text
C Em and someone was calling just before I woke up
Dm G my broken record spits good and bad luck [PDC HORUS 2]:
Dm G and with my broken, pale black eyes
C Am I still see white when the snow falls lightly
Dm G in the steady blur of the days
C Am what brought us here, why we try to say [CHORUS]:
Dm G C we face back all the way
G Dm Whoa, whoa
C G Dm Whoa, whoa [ENDING]:
Am G Ahhh, Ah
Am G Ahhhh, Ah
Dm G Ohhhhh, Oh
C Ohhhhhh
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Composição: Christopher Chu

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