Tom: F
Introdução:
F# B
Questions can sometimes lead to doubt
B F#
F# B
Those songs make it seem perfect to me
F#
Six times this month come back to me
B
August will find a way
F#
Because the seasons never change
B
I use your hands to follow the days
F#
Questions can sometimes lead to doubt
B
As feet get less sandy
F#
Maybe go live in Montreal
B
Those songs make it seem perfect to me
F#
Mulholland
Ab
Bright silver night
B
Crawls towards the day
F# Ab
F#
Mulholland
Ab
Bright silver night
B
Crawls towards the day
F#
It gives back only to steal away
B
Between the hills empty
F#
The places where I lay my head
B
Mean less unless they're open to me
F#
Questions can sometimes let you down
B
She tells me, "Come what may.
F#
You may not ever let it in,
B
But you have my eyes to show
you the way"
Ab B
Laurel Canyon's dark
B
Light enough to know
Ab
The passage west is blocked
B Db
By the hills of dust and row
Chorus 2x
C#
F#
The west surrenders to the sea
E
Swallows the sun only to be
B
The light on your path to show that
D
You need to lose to feel what's missing
F#
Of all the roads that take me back
E
I know that time won't let me have
B
Mercy for missed directions
D F#
You need to lose to feel what's missing
Chorus 3x