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
