Tom: D
Introdução:
Am
god bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime
C
remembering when you were mine
G
in a still suburban town
Am
when every thursday i'd brave those mountain passes
C
and you'd skip your early classes
G
and we'd learn how our bodies worked
Am
god damn the black night with all its foul temptations
C
i've become what i always hated
G
when i was with you then
Am
we looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact
C
fumbling to make contact
G
as the others slept inside
Am
and together there
F
in a shroud of frost, the mountain air
G
began to pass from every pane of weathered glass
Am
and i held you closer
C F E
than anyone would ever get
(F *)
CF
do you remember the JAMC?
CF
and reading aloud from magazines
CF
i don't know about you but i swear on my name they could smell it on me
CF
i've never been too good with secrets
CF
no…
F *
G
in a shroud of frost and mountain air
F *
G
and i held you closer…