Tom: D D F#m D7 As much as you say that we won't decay G F#m Em D The bombs went off a week ago D F#m D7 The grass here is gray, been walking all day G F#m Em D But I'm not sure we'll make it home Em Gm So if you trust me, hold me close and D A Bm We'll turn to sculptures made of sand Em Gm Once they find us, a thousand years from now D A Bm We'll still be right here holding hands G A Em D Still be glowing, smiling like we didn't give a damn D F#m D7 The lights getting low and the dust to snow G F#m Em D The broken windows went everywhere D F#m D7 Your clothes may be torn but I'll keep you warm G F#m Em D I'll shade your eyes from the firestorm