Dificultad:Fácil
fernsantana
(Mike Burkett)
IntroA5 G5 F5 C5 G5 Brilliant? A word describing something dumb C5 Bb5 Am F5 G5 C5 You create to desecrate the villain I've become A5 G5 F5 C5 G5 A prophet, not to be made but heard C5 Bb5 Am F5 Speaks in tongues and sarcasm G5 F5 G To me it's plain, to you absurd Segunda ParteC5 Bb5 F5 C5 You don't know me let alone my intent C5 G/B F5 A5 Actions do not always self represent F5 G5 A5 G5 I don't feel urgency in explaining F5 G5 C5 My conscience opaquely clearA5 G5 F5 C5 G5 The seed is gently sown back to mother earth C5 Bb5 Am F5 The flower blooms resplendent fumes G5 C5 A miracle rebirth A5 G5 F5 C5 G5 The cynic in a search of something more C5 Bb5 Am F5 The fragrant air cannot compare G5 F5 G To what it was the great before Interlúdio2x Ponte C5 G5 E5 Never thought the furnace F5 G5 Was going to burn us C5 F5 G5 G/B We worked the bellows for so long C5 G5 E5 F5 G5 The comfort of the fire apathized us C5 F5 G5 G/B Looks like we burned ourselves aliveC5 Bb5 Remember the good old days F5 C5 Remember the sound C5 G/B F5 A5 Remember the sweet mustiness underground F5 G5 A5 G5 No, I don't feel the need for relivin' F5 G5 C5 Some things are better off deadFinalC5 Bb5 F5 C5 Remember the old band, we filled ears with pain C5 G/B F5 A5 Nothing to lose, there was nothing to gain F5 G5 A5 G5 No, I don't miss my span of attention F5 G5 C5 I do miss my old friend Tim