Tom: D
Introdução:
Bm
Memory comes when memory's old
A
I am never the first to know
Bm
Following this stream up north
A
Where do people like us float?
Bm
There is room in my lap
A
For bruises, asses, handclaps
Bm
I will never disappear
A
For forever, i'll be here
Bm
Whispering
A Bm
Morning keep the streets empty for me
A
Morning keep the streets empty for me
I learned to not eat the snow
Bm
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
A
We were hungry before we were born
Bm
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
A
We were hungry before we were born
Uncover our heads and reveal our souls