Verse 1A.....F#m....Grey hairs form a ring around E/Abmy head
Don't know how they got there
Maybe EI should dye 'Aem red
I wAonder how people can talk about the past and go to F#mbed
The E/Abspace around me fills with specters of wEhat I should've sAaidPre-ChorusThe pDast is a presence
The future is pretF#mend
And the prDesent is a pastor
Trying to make it all make sBmense.A/C#.......D.
ChorusWill I ever l
Deave t
Ehis p
F#mlace
This world that I am t
Drying
Eto b
F#mreak?
The mind is such a f
Dunn
Ey sp
F#mace
With all these specters centers
Dtage
A/C#......
E.
Verse 2A..I wander through these cities trying to see myself
In reflections, my infection, I find you once ag
F#main
In the bed that we made, the things that we craved that always had to e
End..
D.
Pre-ChorusThe p
Dast is unfinished
The future is a fr
F#miend
'Cause the pr
Desent is diminished
By the demons I def
Bmend..
A/C#.......
D.
ChorusWill I ever l
Deave t
Ehis p
F#mlace
This world that I am t
Drying
Eto b
F#mreak?
The mind is such a f
Dunn
Ey sp
F#mace
With all these specters centers
Dtage
A/C#.......
E.
BridgeThese
C#mghosts of seasons
Dpast
All these fe
Ears that everl
F#mast
Oh, they
C#mhaunt me.
D.
Oh, they h
Eaunt me
F#m..
But
C#mall they've ever kn
Down
Is to l
Eive and find a
F#mhome
All they
C#mwanted.
D.
All they w
Eanted