Key: B
Introduction:
B4 F#
wave goodbye to the good old days
B4 F#
and wonder where they went.
B4 F#
check your watches and grab your coats,
B4 E/F#
for the century is almost spent.
B4 F#
stand in the hall and bid your farewell,
B4 F#
get ready for the cold.
B4 F#
it's the witching hour, it's pumpkin time
B4 E/F#
and the stories are being told.
G#m
and you're plotting and scheming
B C#m Em
and dreaming the end.
F# B
where are the real people,
G#m E
the people for change?
F# B
the century could pass and we'd party
C#m E F#
but the world cries out to dance again.
B4 F#
it's like a wave and it's builidng out there,
B4 F#
heading for the shore.
B4 F#
knuckles whiten, the knots are tightened,
B4 E/F#
the time and tide of the poor.
D Am
let's all meet by the sea,
C D
and watch the sun go down on 100 years.
D Am
the tide is drawing in
C D
and it's time to listen to a world of tears.
B4 F#
like a fever a blinding fire,
B4 F#
a world hidden from our eyes.
B4 F#
the century will pass, so strong and silent,
B4 E/F#
don't let its call be denied.