Originally in D, I play in G.
Vox on the 6 on “blue”, and in G, go *up* instead of down on “suns don’t rise”
G | Dsus4 | D | |
Bluish | gray suns don’t | rise |
G | G7 | C | Cm | |
Bathing deep | in the stolen | dreams from borrowed | times |
G | Dsus4 | D | |
The morning | breaks to vacant | signs | of |
C | Cm | G |
You |
G | Dsus4 | D | |
And the shallow | pools as if the tears were | mine |
G | G7 | C | Cm | |
Shade the | waves’ | reflections left | behind |
G | Dsus4 | D | |
And I search my | faith to never | find | a |
C | Cm | G |
Clue |
G | D | |
And now you’re | gone, somehow you’re | gone |
C | G | |
You were my | midnight, you were my | dawn |
Em | Am7 | Dsus4 | D | |
You were the | shoulder that my | life leaned | on |
G | B7 | |
You were my | world, you were my | song |
Em | Em/D | A | |
You’re every | thing I | could depend | on |
C | G | |
And | now all you are is | gone |
G | Dsus4 | D | |
And I passed the | blame to pass the | time |
G | G7 | C | Cm | |
To cross my | heart and | walk across that | line |
G | Dsus4 | D | |
Whose will is | this which poet’s | lines | pull at |
C | Cm | G |
You |
G | D | |
And now you’re | gone, somehow you’re | gone |
C | G | |
You were my | midnight, you were my | dawn |
Em | Am7 | Dsus4 | D | |
You were the | shoulder that my | life leaned | on |
G | B7 | |
You were my | world, you were my | song |
Em | Em/D | A | |
You’re every | thing I | could depend | on |
C | G | |
And | now all you are is | gone |
G | D | |
And now you’re | gone, somehow you’re | gone |
C | G | |
You were my | midnight, you were my | dawn |
Em | Am7 | Dsus4 | D | |
You were the | shoulder that my | life leaned | on |
G | B7 | |
You were my | world, you were my | song |
Ritard and hang on “on”
Em | Em/D | A | |
You’re every | thing I | could depend | on |
C | G | |
Bu-u-u-ut | now all you are is | gone |