Tom: E
Introdução: Gm Gm5+ F Gm
Gm Gm5+ F
Melodic stanzas Are symphonizing their way
Gm
Through your weary head
Gm5+ F
To feed your distrust And fill it's mouth with the desire
Gm
To soulfully be one with your creation
A Am Dm
Not a subject to control You call upon a higher power
For help and inspiration
Gm Gm5+ F Gm
The crowd waits And turns their faces Towards you expectantly
Gm Gm5+ F
You give them what they need But their useless criticism
Gm
Makes you die A bit more inside
A Am Dm
Not a subject to control You call upon a higher power
For help and inspiration
B F D C9
Am C
Am Dm Am C
Oh, I swoon While loudspeakers play soft music
Am Dm Am
Leaning Over your fortieth masterpiece You must have loved
Dm Am Dm Am C
The colour of these violins
Am C Am C
I wish I knew you Your fit of insanity makes me sad
Am CE Am CE
Am C E Am
I wish you knew Your music was to stay forever And I hope
Am C E Am
I have no clue If you know how much it matters And I hope
Am CE
Am