• Violão
• Guitarra
• Teclado
• Cavaquinho
• Contra-baixo
• Bateria
• Gaita
• Guitar Pro

 D                G
This could be the very minute 
I'm aware I'm alive 
All these places feel like home 
 D                G
With a name I'd never chosen 
I can make my first steps 
As a child of 25 
 D                        A         G
This is the straw, final straw in the 
Roof of my mouth as I lie to you 
Just because I'm sorry doesn't mean 
I didn't enjoy it at the time 
 D                 G
You're the only thing that I love 
It scares me more every day 
On my knees I think clearer 
 D                  G
Goodness I saw it coming 
Or at least I'll claim I did 
But in truth I'm lost for words 
 D                         A         G
What have I done it's too late for that 
What have become truth is nothing yet 
A simple mistake starts the hardest time 
I promise I'll do anything you ask..this time