Tom: C
C G
The candles burn, the cycles turn
Am G
Another day comes here to learn
F G F
All the things I missed out o-on
C
Yesterday
C G
The nights come dressed in leatherboots
Am
Even through the dark, the truth
F G
cant hide behind no smile
C
In leather boots
C G
Words that rhyme all sound the same
Am G
Theyre out of tune, the way we blame
F G
I think I sing all my songs
C
In harmony
C G
Now that we dont even know love from hate
Am
We all claim to be so straight
F G
We were bent before
C
we came to learn
we got to,
F Am
Go through Sunday, just to get to mon-da-y
F G F C
There aint no other road in this old life we can take
F C G
Yeah you gotta go through it if you want to get to it
F C
Cause you aint gonna find it no other way
C G
Every thought that sounds so loud
Am G
Are heard among some eerie crowds
F G F C
By the erasiii-ing,in the wind goes whistling
C G
Shhhhhhh
Am G
Here comes the dawn
F G F C
I see the sun peeping in on me
C G
That dont mean i got to hush
Am G
Cause that happens to the best of us
F G C
Aint this a crazy world were living in
we got to,
F Am
Go through Sunday, just to get to mon-da-y
F G C
Thats the way lifes always been
F G C
Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm
F G C
Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm
