Tom: A
[Intro] D A F#m E
D A F#m E
I was left to my own devices
D A F#m E
Many days fell away with nothing to show
D A
And the walls kept tumbling down
F#m E
In the city that we love
D A
Grey clouds roll over the hills
F#m E
Bringing darkness from above
D
But if you close your eyes
A
Does it almost feel like
F#m E
Nothing changed at all?
D
And if you close your eyes
A
Does it almost feel like
F#m E
You've been here before?
D A E
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
D A E
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
D A F#m E
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
D A F#m E
In your pose as the dust settles around us
D A
And the walls kept tumbling down
F#m E
In the city that we love
D A
Grey clouds roll over the hills
F#m E
Bringing darkness from above
D
But if you close your eyes
A
Does it almost feel like
F#m E
Nothing changed at all?
D
And if you close your eyes
A
Does it almost feel like
F#m E
You've been here before?
D A E
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
D A E
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
( D A F#m E )
D A
Oh where do we begin?
F#m E
The rubble or our sins?
D A
Oh where do we begin?
F#m E
The rubble or our sins?
D A
And the walls kept tumbling down
F#m E
In the city that we love
D A
Grey clouds roll over the hills
F#m E
Bringing darkness from above
D
But if you close your eyes
A
Does it almost feel like
F#m E
Nothing changed at all?
D
And if you close your eyes
A
Does it almost feel like
F#m E
You've been here before?
D A E
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
D A E
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
D
If you close your eyes
A
Does it almost feel like
F#m E
Nothing changed at all?
( D A F#m E )
( D A F#m E )
