Bm Burning papers into ashes Bm(sus4) What a season, how they fly high from the ground ohhh Em There is yet another fountain flowing over, as the night falls B(sus4) Keep dreaming away B6 If you hold on to that past, don't you lock yourself inside F#m Nothing has been done before Em It’s the most virgin dress you could possibly wear C#m Mess it up, Time is up
E Hold your memory for a moment with a blind hand Bm Write some stories for tomorrow Bm From the bottle of amnesia B(sus4) Find instructions to salvation, to oblivion supreme B6 Don’t be tempted to look back - It has all happen before Em Someday miracular spread will forgive every cowardly thing that you’ve done. C#m That I’ve done. C#m
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