[ Предположительная тональность: A ] A D E You, you never looked so good A D E Sipping life down like I wish I could A D E But these sober tears are all that's left to shed D E Sandy's soul, now made of bread Face down beneath the rubble lies a man Tales of the future already in the past And of himself, well he hasn't much to say But wake the gods, it's droodlin' day A E D E He said, I left my home where the dead never rose A E D But the streets of gold I've yet to find A E D E And at the end of the day all you can do is pray A E D E Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind E A D E Tomorrow comes a day too soon E A D E Tomorrow comes a day too soon Angel, sweet angel of my youth Where have you gone? You flew away too soon This brick I built now builds a higher wall See it crumble, hear me fall There hangs the fool, who once had it all Chorus D E And though the road has yet to rise A D On these hundred years that passed me by D E And the blood with the river flows A D Through the crimson field never sung E And no never sung Chorus A D E Ahh well you, you never looked so good
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