Tom: F
Introdução:
F#m Bb B F#m
Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun
B F#m C#
And the days blur into one
B F#m B F#m C#
And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done
F#m Bb B F#m
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
B F#m C# B F#m
Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass
B C#m C#(deixe
Was never much but we made the most
D#m B F#m B F#m C# F#m
Welcome home
Ships are launching from my chest
D#m B F#m
All my nightmares escaped my head
B F#m C# F#m
Bar the door, please don't let them in
D#m B F#m
You were never supposed to leave
B F#m C# F#m
Now my head's splitting at the seams
B F#m C# F#m
And I don't know if I can
Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs press into my skin again