Tom: F
Introdução:
F Ab
It's the shadow in the dark
F Ab
It's the silver in the park
F Ab
It's the broken, faded bird
Eb F
you've learned to call your heart
Ab
it's not a border that you can see
F
just as plain as you or me
Ab
I can't throw the lock back
Eb Db F
and I don't have the key
(ponte)
A
Guitarra 2
(verso)
F Ab
It hovers in the living room
F Ab
just above the door
F Ab
it whistles while it hangs there
Eb F
feathers dripping from every pore
Ab
they show the spectacle of falling
Eb Db F
and settle to the floor
Ab
they show the spectacle of falling
Eb Db F
and settle to the floor