Tom: A
Dmaj7/B
The gas inside the combustion engine
Bm A Dmaj7/B
took away all of the mystery and adventure from the walk to your house in the dark,
Bm A Dmaj7/B
so that we could stay out all night long and be king of all the roads, and the woods, and the lake,
Bm A D
or anything we chose, because everything was ours.
Bm A D
And we would spraypaint 'NRC' so that everyone would know.
Dmaj7/B D
We would break into the factory. Our childhood autonomy
F#m E Dmaj7/B
had no respect for authority, or property, or your asshole neighbors' complaints.
D
I still have all the keys to the forklifts that we
F#m E
never got a chance to drive around or tear the building down ourselves.
Dmaj7/B D
From the top of the water tower,
F#m
we spilled our guts on one another,
E Dmaj7/B
and we compiled them together, and we all shared the same heart.
D
And we hated all construction,
F#m
but we loved all their machines,
E
and they hated our destruction,
Bm
and we picked their locks apart.
A D
And we thought we were damn clever,
Bm
because they never kept us out,
A D
and we thought we'd live forever.
Dmaj7/B
Until the night when it got way too serious,
D
and you showed me your damaged wrists,
F#m E
and you broke down and we embraced and nothing at that time meant more to me.
Dmaj7/B D
And if I had only known that it would be the last time,
F#m E
we'd be on that level with one another I would have never let you go.
Dmaj7/B D F#m E
Dmaj7/B D
I still walk those paths at night, but now just on my own.
F#m E
I recite to myself every story in hopes that I will never let them go.
Dmaj7/B D F#m
I'll hold on to every polaroid from France and Rome,
E
and remember the nights at the Alamo as if it were my second home.
Dmaj7/B D
And I know that we had no idea what we were doing,
F#m E
but an artist's first work can be his greatest under a different set of lenses.
Dmaj7/B D
Our ideas of staying close together for all time;
F#m E
I wish I still had that same state of mind.
