Intro
B F# E G#m (sounds best palm muted for effect)
B F#
I, I am feeling like a veteran
E G#m
Uncompensated for the blood I've left to pool on foreign grounds.
B F#
And I, sometimes reach to rub at aching legs
E
But they've been dust for over a decade.
G#m
And you're the limb that I've lost but somehow I still feel you.
Chorus:
B F#
Until I awake, We just hope that you made it.
E G#m
We just hope that you're celebrating with people you miss.
B
And burning like a beacon.
F#
Guiding this ship over this hellish heel.
E G#m
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed.
B
'Cause I'm missing you to death.
(back to palm muting)
B F#
But now, it's only records of my memory."
E E
Some thing you gave posthumously - the details all dragged out.
B F#
To think, of all the paintings we would be without.
E G#m
If Van Gogh had gone and died face down from loss of blood the night he went and hacked his ear off.
Chorus: (x2)
B F#
Until I awake, We just hope that you made it.
E G#m
We just hope that you're celebrating with people you miss.
B
And burning like a beacon.
F#
Guiding this ship over this hellish heel.
E G#m
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed.
B
'Cause I'm missing you to death.
Between the chorus and the alternate chorus it sounds like he is playing around with:
A: |-------| Am: |-------| ?: |-------|
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|---2---| |---2---| |---2---|
|---2---| |---2---| |---2---|
|-------| |-------| |-------|
|-------| |-------| |-------|
Before going into the alternate chorus, he rings out A.
Alternate Chorus:
A(ringing out) F#
Until I awake, We just hope that you made it.
E G#m
We just hope you're decorated as the day that you left.
B
And burning like a beacon.
F#
Guiding this ship over this hellish heel.
E G#m
I'm happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed.
B
'Cause I'm missing you to death.