Tom: Am
Introdução: Am Am G
Am G
How did this town get so old
Am G
The air I breathe feels so heavy and cold
F
Always caught in between
B
The capital and the other country
F
Always caught in between
B
The river and the valley
Am G
You can still see the bullet holes
Am G
You can still sense a little hope
F
Crushed dreams
B
And the martyrs too
F B
Silent ghostly still so confused
G
Look up to the skies
D
Avoid the casual litter
C G
Running from the pitiful nihilism
G
The misguided tweets
D
The sad Facebooking
C
Cheapness surrounds me
G
But I'm not looking
G
Look up to the skies
D
Avoid the casual litter
C G
Running from the pitiful nihilism
G
The misguided tweets
D
The sad Facebooking
C
Cheapness surrounds me
G
But I'm not looking