C# F# Cb
looking back on old day
C# F# Cb
stained floor and ice cold
C# F# Cb
look away, not looking forward
C# F# Cb C# F# Cb
cemeteries i saw
Cb C# F# Cb
and i'm to----------------ld
C# F# Cb
we'll lean through old children
C# F# Cb
they'll keep counting, i know
C# F# Cb
seated people never painted
C# F# Cb
cemeteries i saw
F# Cb
and i'm to--------ld
F# Cb
and I'm to--------ld
F# Cb
and I'm to--------ld
F# Cb
and I'm to--------ld
F# / Fb / Fb F# / Cb /
F# / Fb / Fb F# / Cb /
F# Fb Fb F# Cb
let me, i would like
F# Fb Fb F# Cb
taking a hike through the cemetery tonight
F# Fb Fb F# Cb
the gravestones are covered in time
F# Fb Fb F# Cb
it's the perfect light, everywhere the mud floods
F# / Fb / Fb F# / Cb
F# / Fb / Fb F# / Bb