Misc Musicals – Faraway The Musical - Way Out Here (Guitar)
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[Intro]
Bm A Bm
Bm A Bm/G
F#
[Verse 1]
A Bm A Bm A long time ago, in a land very far away from here, A Bm our father told us: we're moving to a brand new frontier! A One week later, we boarded the plane Bm to the city of Naples! N.C. A Bm In the state of Maine. A Bm Population of three-thousand two-hundred and fifty-three,
a wonderful place!
A Bm I'd politely disagree. A Bm Our dad told us he had a huge project underway, N.C. A Bm and then he opened Camp Faraway. A Bm He put up billboards all across the town A Bm hoping that somehow word would get around. A Bm He wanted fame, blah blah, long story aside,
N.C.
no one came! And then he died.
A Bm It was up to us to continue the family line, A Bm so we fixed things up, did a little redesign. A Bm And now we're here, and everyone agrees,
N.C.
you should sign your kid up! Please.
[Pre-Chorus]
Bm A G And we're your counselors, F#m Kayla and Ben. Bm A G F#m We saw a flyer advertising the job, and then Bm A G F#m they told us we wouldn't get paid, but that's okay! Bm A F#m G A 'Cause it's Camp Faraway's opening day!
[Chorus]
D A Way out here, hidden under the skies, Bm G the rivers have secrets and the tall pines rise. D A Far from luxury, far from control, Bm A F#m G but we're finding pieces of our soul. D A Way out here, nature's calling the shots. Bm G No filters, no phones, just the sound of your thoughts. D A Step into the wild, leave it all at the door. Bm A F#m G A Bm There's a world out here to be explored.
[Verse 2]
A Bm My name's Alice, sent from across the ocean. A Bm I love my life, but my parents say I "lack emotion?" A Bm "Loosen up," they said, "try something new." N.C. A Bm So they sent me way out here to see what I can do. A Bm "A breath of fresh air," "somewhere bright!" A Bm Just an excuse to get me out of their life. A Bm Life's been pretty simple, living day by day by day. N.C. A Bm Said I should "wake up," and not waste my life away? A Bm Youngest of seven, always one step behind. A Bm But here I am, sent to "make up my mind." A Bm "Ground yourself," they say, "don't aim too high."
N.C.
Telling me dreams aren't meant to fly.
Bm A/C# D So now I'm here, to be "toughened up." F#m Bm7 G A To let nature shape what they think isn't tough enough. Bm A/C# D They sent me here to find something true. Bm7 G A In the hope that I'd be "more" when this week is through.
[Pre-Chorus]
Bm A G Welcome to Faraway, F#m you can be redefined. Bm A G F#m Leave the labels, the roles, and the scripts behind. Bm A G F#m Forget it all, 'cause at the end of the day, Bm A F#m G A it's never too late to change what they say!
[Chorus]
D A Way out here, hidden under the skies, Bm G the rivers have secrets and the tall pines rise. D A Far from luxury, far from control, Bm A F#m G but we're finding pieces of our soul. D A Way out here, nature's calling the shots. Bm G No filters, no phones, just the sound of your thoughts. D A Step into the wild, leave it all at the door. Bm A D A/C# Bm A G A D There's a world out here to be explored.
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