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Introdução: D D D D D D
D A G D
In a hundred years from now
D A G D
I could see your face looking down on me
Gm D
A voice to sooth my so called fears
Gm D A
Bring to life these unseen prayers
D A G D
Oh the rain may be washing all these roads
D A G D
There's my mind keeping lingering behind
Gm D
And to touch me when I'm cold
Gm D A
A friendly face as I grow old
D A G
In this world people always put me down
D A G D
But there's one place where I'm always wanted around
Gm D
Life decieves me when i'm scared
Gm
Is to hear my problems
A
Night and day
D A G
And in a hundred years from now
D A G D
I could see your face looking down on me
D
But the only trouble is
G
That in a hundred years from now
G
I'll
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Dead