Burning papers into ashes
E Em Bmsus4
What a season, how they fly high from the ground ohhh
Bm E Em
There is yet another fountain flowing over, as the night falls
Bmsus4 Bsus4
Keep dreaming away
D F#m F#dim B6
If you hold on to that past, don’t you lock yourself inside
D F#m
Nothing has been done before
F#dim B6 A6 Em
It’s the most virgin dress you could possibly wear
C#m F#dim C#m
Mess it up, Time is up
Bm E
Hold your memory for a moment with a blind hand
Em Bm
Write some stories for tomorrow
Bm
From the bottle of amnesia
E Em Bmsus4 Bsus4
Find instructions to salvation, to oblivion supreme
D F#m F#dim B6
Don’t be tempted to look back – It has all happen before
D F#m F#dim B6 A6
Someday miracular spread will forgive every cowardly thing
Em
that you’ve done.
C#m
That I’ve done.
F#m7 C#m
Dust it off
