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