Tono: D
Introducción:
D
Some folks are like umbrellas
Am
They pass through your life with little meaning
C/B C G G7
And then there's the ones that make you hang on to every word
D
Well, she was one of the latter
Am
She came into my room and told me things that matter
C/B C G G7
Like, everything that rises must converge
D
When so-called experts try to tell you
Am C/B
That parallel lines never intersect
C G
Don't listen to 'em man, don't you believe a word
D
I'm speaking from experience
Am
Everything that floats is gonna run into something
C/B C G G7
'Cause everything that rises must converge
D
Some folks are like umbrellas
Am
They pass through your life with little meaning
C/B C G G7
And then there's the ones that make you hang on to every word
D
Well, he was one of the latter
Am
He came into my room and told me things that matter
C/B C G G7
Like, everything that rises must converge