intro:
F C Am G
F F C Am G
I was left to my own devices
F C Am G
Many days fell away with nothing to show
F C
And the walls kept tumbling down
Am G
In the city that we love
F C
Great clouds roll over the hills
Am G
Bringing darkness from above
F
But if you close your eyes
C
Does it almost feel like
Am G
Nothing changed at all
F
And if you close your eyes
C
Does it almost feel like
Am G
You've been here before
F C
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
Am G
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
F C Am G
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
F C Am G
In your pose as the dust settles around us
F C
And the walls kept tumbling down
Am G
In the city that we love
F C
Great clouds roll over the hills
Am G
Bringing darkness from above
F
But if you close your eyes
C
Does it almost feel like
Am G
Nothing changed at all
F
And if you close your eyes
C
Does it almost feel like
Am G
You've been here before
F C
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
Am G
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
F C
Oh where do we begin
Am G
The rubble or our sins
F C
Oh where do we begin
Am G
The rubble or our sins
F C
And the walls kept tumbling down
Am G
In the city that we love
F C
Great clouds roll over the hills
Am G
Bringing darkness from above
F
But if you close your eyes
C
Does it almost feel like
Am G
Nothing changed at all
F
And if you close your eyes
C
Does it almost feel like
Am G
You've been here before
F C
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
Am G
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
F
But if you close your eyes
C
Does it almost feel like
Am G
Nothing changed at all
EH-EH-O EH-O