Tom: D
D D7 G
We’re specks of dust
D D7 G
Hurling nowhere through unending void
D D7 G
We’re blinks of time
D D7 G Gm
Clinging haphazardly to life
D D7 G Gm
There’s a comfort in knowing the truth
D D7 G Gm
That there’s no point to anything we do
D D7 G Gm
Every minute we waste is a gift
D D7 G
Our ambitions are ours to forget
D D7 G
Our kingdom’s built
D D7 G
Knowing new worlds
Will rise from our bones
D D7 G
We play pretend
D D7 G
’Till we run out of time in the end
D D7 G Gm
And we’ll do it again ’till it’s done
D D7 G Gm
But we know it’s never enough
D D7 G
You can only get what you give
Gm
As the sky crashes down
F7M
Hold me firm ’till it’s my turn again
D D7 G
(My turn again)
I want it to end
D D7 G
(Playing pretend)
This game of pretend
D D7 G
(Starting again)
To start over again
D D7 G
(Oh, hold me close)
Dm F7M
To start over again
G D
(Is this the end?)
