verse 1 Am F C G Dm F Does it bother you? The stories untold, unheard of? C Am F C Em F All these lives lived, and no one knows. Silent walkers. Am C Dm F Fm C This world is full, yet still filling. So many stories. Am F C G Cm G C G7 Yet we only know a few words. We are blind to the chapters. Am F C G Dm F Billions of books, and we just keep writing for blind eyes. C Am F C Em F There's music unheard, melodies unplayed and tunes unsung. Am C Dm F Fm C What is a library for if not to be browsed? We are oblivious. F C G Fm C Does it bother anyone that we speak to a dead audience?
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Fm C Em Cm The glass is poured, filled and then drunk. G Am Empty lies the bottle upon the floor. Bbm C Every man his own brewer of his wine Fm C Em Cm Until at last his orchard dries. G Am His bottles will dry and crack, Eb D And no one will know his taste. F#m Fm His glass will shatter to deaf ears, Cm C And his brew will go to waste. verse 2 Am F C G Dm F We plug into the world, but we read so little, hear so little. C Am F C Em F So much music, so little time. Bookshelves untouched, drowned in dust. Am C Dm F Fm C Too much time spent on our 9 to 5's, and nothing left for the unheard composers. Am F C G Cm G C G7 We all have dreams, some broken, some dead and abandoned. So few achieved. Am F C G Dm F Like nightmares we walk, afraid and abandoned. Closed off and sheltered. C Am F C Em F The only eyes that read us are our own, the mirrors our biggest fans. Am C Dm F Fm C Maybe it's time that we slow down and take time to read something new. F C G Fm C Time to ask a question, meaningless but full of potential.
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Fm C Em Cm The glass is poured, filled and then drunk. G Am Empty lies the bottle upon the floor. Bbm C Every man his own brewer of his wine Fm C Em Cm Until at last his orchard dries. G Am His bottles will dry and crack, Eb D And no one will know his taste. F#m Fm His glass will shatter to deaf ears, Cm C And his brew will go to waste. Verse: 3 Am F C G Dm F Ask a stranger about their story, and maybe they'll read you a chapter. C Am F C Em F Millions of songs and we confine ourselves to our favorite playlists. Am C Dm F Fm C Does it scare anyone else that the most important people to us Am F C G Cm G C G7 Came into our lives by chance? A stranger turned lover by chance? Am F C G Dm F The monster under our beds is fate, the most terrifying of all myths. C Am F F C Em F Sometimes kind, other times cruel. Possibly caring, maybe deceitful. Am C Dm F Fm C The one diety we cannot turn our backs to, everlasting control. F C G Fm C Unless we take time to read new lines, taste new flavors.
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Fm C Em Cm The glass is poured, filled and then drunk. G Am Empty lies the bottle upon the floor. Bbm C Every man his own brewer of his wine Fm C Em Cm Until at last his orchard dries. G Am His bottles will dry and crack, Eb D And no one will know his taste. F#m Fm His glass will shatter to deaf ears, Cm C And his brew will go to waste. Verse: 4 Am F C F Fate is a wild card, unreadable and powerful. C Am F C Em F One small change, one small decision can change the world. Am C Dm F C Is anyone else afraid of the endless variables, the constant uncertanty? Am C Cm G C G7 This fear captivates me and yet I cannot tear my eyes away. Outro C F Put down your pens, and pick up a book. Em Am Close your books and read something new. Dm Find a new glass to drink from. Gm Fadd9 Em7 G C Open your ears, your eyes, your heart and mind.
Enviado por: Wellysson Ferreira
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