Tom:
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I'm not trying to lose my mind
F#m
But I wouldn't care if I couldn't find
A
You only see what you wanna see
F#m
I don't want you to see me
A
I don't know what I'm doing tonight
F#m
I never know what I'm doing at night
A
I never have plans when it turns to night
F#m
'Cause I don't do nothing but stay inside
A
And I open my eyes and everything's blue
F#m
From the top of the sky to underneath you
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Ain't trying to do more than just sit here
F#m
I can look in your eyes and tell you're sincere
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And we're dropping it off and we're not coming back
F#m
'Cause we're trying to get lost, we both know that
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You can gather the wine and I'll carry the shades
F#m
And we'll hide in the pine of the Golden Age
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I'm unlocking the doors and we'll go to the roof
F#m
'Cause the stories we told are becoming the truth
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Just put out your hand and I'll take it in mine
F#m
Walk down to the center of the wind and shine
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We'll take a swig and we'll lie right down
F#m
We'll become all the colors of each others sound
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We can pick one up and we'll let it fly
F#m
'Cause in the Golden Age we will never die
C#m Bm F#m
(beat comes in)