| D | G | D/F# |
They say that | these are not the | best of | times |
| G | D/F# | Em7 | D/F# | A |
But t | hey’re the | only | times I’ve ever | known | |
| D | G | D/F# | G | D/F# |
And I be | lieve there is a | time for | medit | ation | |
| Em7 | A | E | A |
In cat | hedrals of our | own | → | |
F#/A# | Bm | Bm/A |
Now I have | seen that sad | surrender |
| G | G | D/F# |
In my | lover’s eyes | | |
| E | E/G# | A |
And | I can only | stand apart and | sympathize |
| D | Em7 | G |
For we are | always what our | situations | hand us |
| A | G | C | G |
It’s either | sadness or eup | horia | → | |
A | D | C | G | A |
Sadness or eu | phoria | → | | |
| D | G | D/F# |
And so we’ll | argue and we’ll co | mpromi | se |
| G | D/F# | Em7 | D | A |
And r | eal | ize that n | othing’s really | changed | |
| D | G | D/F# |
For all our m | utual ex | perienc | e |
| G | D/F# | Em7 | A | E | A |
Our | separ | ate conc | lusions are the | same | → | |
F#/A# | Bm | Bm/A |
Now we are | forced to recog | nize our |
| E | E/G# | A |
Our | reason coex | ists with our in | sanity |
| D | Em7 | G |
And so we c | hoose between re | ality and m | adness |
| A | G | C | G |
It’s either | sadness or eup | horia | → | |
E | E/G# | A | A |
D | Em7 | G | A |
G | C | G | A |
| → | | |
F#/A# | Bm | Bm/A | G | G | D/F# |
How thought | lessly we dissi | pate our ener | gies | | |
| E | E/G# | A |
Perh | aps we don’ | t fulfill each other’s | fantasies |
| D | Em7 | G |
So we | stand upon the | ledges of our liv | es |
| A | G | C | G |
With our resp | ective simi | larities | → | |
| A | G |
It’s either | sadness or eup | horia |