C Am G C When I was young I fell in love with storyAm G F With the eleventh hour, with the blaze of gloryC Am G C The theater lights dim and all goes quietAm G F In the darkest of rooms, light shines the brightest [Verse 2]C F When hands are tied and clocks are tickingC Am G F An audience convinced: weâre leaning inAm G Holding our breath againC F Just when we thought the game was overC Am G F The music lifts and our dying soldier lives!C G And we breathe a sigh of relief[Chorus]F C Am G F C G We're leaving, we're leaving our shadows behind us nowF C Am G F C G We're leaving, we're leaving it all behind for now [Verse 3]C Am But even dust was made to settleC Am G F C G And if weâre made of dust, then what makes us any different?C Am I guess we give what weâve been given:C Am G F A family tree so very good at giving upC G When weâve had enoughAm G Though truth is heavier than fictionC Am G F Gravity lifts as the projectionist rolls tape [Pre Chorus]F C Am G And it makes us brave againF C Am G And it makes us brave againF C G And it makes us brave [Chorus]F C Am G F C G So we're leaving, we're leaving our shadows behind us nowF C Am G F C G We're leaving, we're leaving it all behind for nowF C Am G And it makes us brave againF C G And it makes us braveF C Am G F C G We're leaving, we're leaving 'em all behind for now
The Projectionist
Sleeping At Last
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Tom: