F Am Everything the dead don't knowBb Gm Piles up like magazines, overflowsF Am And everything that you won't seeBb Just swirls aroundGm Comes down and buries meF Am Bb GmC Bb FC Bb FF Do you like this place?Am Do you like this sound?Bb Do you like this taste?Gm Oh yeah, you're not aroundF Am But you are still the window, we are looking outBb Gm A prison and a lens and a flood and a drought – oh, ohC Bb FC Bb F Woah-oh-oh-ohC Bb F Woah-oh-oh-ohC Bb FF Bb F Standing on the corner in the falling snowF Bb Gm F Posing for a picture in a smile that saysC Bb F Let's go, don't let go, let go!F Bb F Standing on the corner in the falling snowF Bb Gm F Arms around each other and a look that saysC Bb F Let's go, don't let go, let go!C Bb F Let's go, don't let go, let go!C Bb F Let's go, don't let go, let go!C Bb F Let's go, don't let go, let go!C Bb FC Bb F
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