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Tom: C#m

C#m B Abm F#

C#m   B      Abm         F#
This song Is one I never thought that I'd
C#m              B
play But if you want me gone
           Abm        F#
There are kinder ways to say
C#m B        Abm             F#
So long than spitting in my face

            E
They don’t teach these things in school
           E
They just lay down the rules which are there for you to
B Abm F#
break---
E
Which are there for you to
B Abm F#
break---

C#m    B
If I’m wrong
     Abm              F#          C#m
Then dust me off and put me in my place, but
       B
Drop a bomb
                   F#                 C#m
Shall you blow me away without even a trace?
        B        Abm      F#
I’ll be gone and I won’t give chase

E
‘Cause when you’re in pieces, you pick up the bits, and nothing fits, and the wind blows
    B Abm F#m
You away
E                      B Abm F#m
Oh, the wind blows you away----
E                      B Abm F#m
Oh, the wind blows you away----
E                      B Abm F#m
Oh, the wind blows you away----

[vocalization] E B Abm F#m etc etc... ;)

I pray
There will come a time when I think of you and I smile
These days
Everything seems too lost only a while (?)
Remember the names
For the day when we’d have a child

But the trouble with dreams, they’re not what they seem, ‘cause when you awake, they
through your fingers
In flakes
They fall through your fingers in flakes
They fall through your fingers in flakes
They fall through your fingers in flakes

[vocalization]