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D# little says a lot when writing from across the world
Under the cover of the air
Fm G# C#
Open your letterbox each day to catch a glimpse of me
Someone who's trying just to breathe
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Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
F# C#
I found it in a disappearing world
F# C#
I found it in a disappearing world
Fm G# C#
I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea
Pass off this trivial affair
Fm G# C#
That made me motion sick to be displaced in history
And separated by a stare
A# C#
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
F# C#
I found it in a disappearing world
F# C#
I found it in the beauty of a world
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Whose intentions were not as clear as they could be
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Whose reflection was not made to look like me
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Fm G# C#
I'm running out of time to make a sentimental plea
A# C#
Don't ask, my love, "Where is it that your peace comes from?"
F# C#
I found it in a disappearing world
F# C#
I found it in the beauty of a world
F# Fm
I found it in a disappearing world
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