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0I was left to my own devices

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1Many days fell away with nothing to show

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3

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4And the walls kept tumbling down

                    A10   E11
5In the city that we loved

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6Great clouds roll over the hills

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7Bringing darkness from above

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9

                      D16
10But if you close your eyes,

        F#m17
11Does it almost feel like

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12Nothing changed at all?

                      D20
13And if you close your eyes,

        F#m21
14Does it almost feel like

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15You've been here before?

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18How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

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19How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

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22We were caught up and lost in all of our vices

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23In your pose as the dust settles around us

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25

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26And the walls kept tumbling down

                    A40   E41
27In the city that we loved

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28Great clouds roll over the hills

                       A44  E45
29Bringing darkness from above

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31

                      D46
32But if you close your eyes,

        F#m47
33Does it almost feel like

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34Nothing changed at all?

                      D50
35And if you close your eyes,

        F#m51
36Does it almost feel like

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37You've been here before?

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39

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40How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

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41How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

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43

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44Oh where do we begin?

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45The rubble or our sins?

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46Oh where do we begin?

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47The rubble or our sins?

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49

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50And the walls kept tumbling down

                    A74   E75
51In the city that we loved

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52Great clouds roll over the hills

                       A78  E79
53Bringing darkness from above

54

55

                     D80
56But if you close your eyes,

        F#m81
57Does it almost feel like

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58Nothing changed at all?

                      D84
59And if you close your eyes,

        F#m85
60Does it almost feel like

A86                E87
61You've been here before?

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63

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64How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

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65How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

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67

                      D94
68But if you close your eyes,

        F#m95
69Does it almost feel like

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70Nothing changed at all?

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