Tom: A
Introdução:
A C#m
Fields of gold
D A
And all that shines
A C#m
You knew just where to look
D A
Yet you did not wish to find
A C#m D A
Drawn and quartered by the fate of one's own hand
A C#m
Don't need to search for peace
D A
When you don't wish to understand
A D A D
Empty skies leave nothing to hold
A- A/G#- F#m- E
Like the tears of December
Bm A
Leave you broken and so cold
A C#m
Within this house of mourning
D A
You'll find no doors
A C#m
Upon the floors of the forsaken
D A
You choose to walk once more
A C#m D A
No regrets, you turn and ignore
A C#m
Choose what you see
D A
Play the blind man once more
A D A D
Empty skies leave nothing to hold
A- A/G#- F#m- E
Like the tears of December
Bm A
Leave you broken and so cold
E Bm
As you trip inside this home and start to drift
D A
So far, so far away
F#m C#m
As tomorrow walks with the hopes you can't recall
Bm D
As the tears of December, they begin to fall
REPEAT
A D A D
Empty skies leave nothing to hold
A- A/G#- F#m- E
Like the tears of December
Bm A
Leave you broken and so cold
A D A D
Empty skies leave nothing to hold
A- A/G#- F#m- E
Like the tears of December
Bm A
Leave you broken and so cold