Poets of the Fall – Sounds Of Yesterday (Guitar)

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It was seven forty seven

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We were on our way to heaven

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In a race car to the stars

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With a city of blazing lights embracing us

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We never thought to worry, 'cause we

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Only thought of glory

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And we trusted our lucky stars

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So we never thought mere

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Seconds would betray us

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 Thought we saw true

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 In the bright youth

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 Ghost of light come shining through

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 In the dawn blue, in a breath they flew

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 Silent now the sounds of yesterday

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 I’m treading on sacred ground again

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Like a single errant ray

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Showing us the wounds we both sustained

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And our sacred pain

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 Till’ silent fall the sounds of yesterday

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Nothing I do, nothing I say will ever turn the rising tide

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In the vein of fever dreams

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It seems to ride us

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We never said we’re sorry and the pattern wrote the story

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One more death by friendly fire

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All on pain of missing out on that final rush

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 Did we run through before we knew what it was we left behind?

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 Hunting ghostlights all the white nights through

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 Silent now the sounds of yesterday

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 I’m treading on sacred ground again

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Like a single errant ray

               A              C#m
Showing us the wounds we both sustained

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And our sacred pain

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 Till’ silent fall the sounds of yesterday

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 Hear them softly sigh

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 The sounds of yesterday

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 Let them heal our wounds

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 If I close my eyes, I can see you

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Oh I can see you close enough to touch

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I hardly dare to dream you, oh, lest it be too much

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 What’s the moral of the story when I

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Only see us fighting, elegy to

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To the starry-eyed

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Ooh

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 Silent now the sounds of yesterday

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 I’m treading on sacred ground again

              E       F#m
Like a single errant ray

               A              C#m
Showing us the wounds we both sustained

               B
And our sacred pain

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 Till’ silent fall the sounds of yesterday