end intro on E major
E G#mG#m7
I'm fighting tides of an ocean's undertows
And I figure I might not make it
I'm taking empty, But seldom speaking
And the words retreat yeah they breathin histories still at ease
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And I'm holding out, i'm holding on
And I figure that I, figure that I just might make it
And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping
And the words repeat breathing histories into stories untold
A E G#mG#m7
see now, my Quality is what you see now in the corner of your eye, say
and Don't be surprised if you hear the bells ring, They form from the sky
they sound bong, bong, bong, bong bah-dah, eyeah yeah yeah
ah, brrra da bong, bong, bong, bong bad-dah , eyeah yeah yeah,
brrraaa oh my my, oh-whoa ohwhoa
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because I figure that I, just figure that i just make it.
And I'm waking empty but seldom sleeping
And the words repeat breathing histories into stories untold-brrrr I, I unfold