(intro 8x) G AG A G A Stay here, stay in the momentG A G A Where the blooming of spring never endsG A G A Let's go down by the willow treeG A G A Roll with the hills 'till we make our ascentG A G A All I imagined is all that I seeG A G A Gardens of flowers and warm summer breezeG A G A There's a place where no trouble is seenG A Everything's perfectF G Eb Bb But it's all just a dream that I have when I sleepC# G# G#m B Through a winter that never ends ( C#m E C#m E ) (x2)C#m E C#m E Open, open your eyes toC#m E C#m E A world of all that can sadden your heartC#m E C#m E Color absent from all I seeC#m E C G Skies are grey and the streetlights are darkC G C G Lost in a sea of sad faces and hearts who claimBb F Eye for eye, tooth for toothG# Eb With words far beyond reproofF# C# C#m E C#m E C#m E C#m Ebm Still I remain unconvincedF#m G#m A B All these years, we've hoped and we've dreamedF#m G#m A B For a final escape, but to no availF#m G#m A B F#m G#m All I hear... the infinite buzzing of vanity's lipsA B C#m E C#m E C#m E C#m E Forming words for the eager in earC#m E C#m E C#m There's a man reciting the words of his godE C#m E In a room full of pliable heartsC#m E C#m E And each word, teaming with fireC#m E C G Consumes any reason that's lingering nearC G C G Every word will precede a great cheerBb F G# Eb To affirm that the problem could never lie hereF# C# C#m E C#m E C#m E C#m Ebm And on goes the shifting of blameF#m G#m A B All these years, we've hoped and we've dreamedF#m G#m A B For a final escape, but to no availF#m G#m A B F#m G#m All I hear... the infinite buzzing of vanity's lips A B Em Bm D Am Em Bm D Am (sax solo) Forming words for the eager in earEm Bm What I wouldn't give to go back to that placeD Am Just to feel the warmth of the sun shining down on my faceEm Bm The smell of young roses in bloomD Am Em Bm D Am Em Bm D Am (solo) I'd gladly spend the rest of my days in that afternoonEm F#m G A Em I can't bear to look at another sad faceF#m G A In this town riddled with fearEm F#m G A Close your eyes, we'll make our escapeEm F#m Shake the dust off your feetG A G Dry the last of your bitter tears.( G A G A ) (4x)
Till We Make Our Ascent
The Reign Of Kindo
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Tom: