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Tuning: G C E A
GThese streets are yours, you can kDeep them I don'tBm waAntBm them GThey pull me back, and I sDurrender To the BmmemorieAs I Bmrun from
Oh, we have pGaved thAese stBmreets With momentsG of dAefBmeat
GBut evDen if we woBmn't admit itA to ourselves We'll wGalk uDpon these streets and tBmhink of little eAlse But GI won't show my fDace here aBmnymAore GI won't show my fDace here aBmnymAore
GThese streets are yours, you can kDeep them In my mBmind it's Alike you Bmhaunt them GAnd passing through, I think I sDee you In the sBmhapes of Aother wBmomen
Oh we have sGtained tAhese Bmwalls With our mistakGes aAnd Bmflaws
GBut evDen if we woBmn't admit itA to ourselves We'll wGalk uDpon these streets and tBmhink of little eAlse But GI won't show my fDace here aBmnymAore GI won't show my fDace here aBmnymAore
Interlude -x2-: G A Bm
GAll that's leAft behBmind Is a shGadow Aon my Bmmind
-Oh, a shadow comes upon a wall is silhouette and nothing more but it's all that's left behind-
GAll that's leAft behBmind Is a shGadow Aon my Bmmind
GBut evDen if we woBmn't admit itA to ourselves We'll wGalk uDpon these streets and tBmhink of little eAlse But GI won't show my fDace here aBmnymAore GI won't show my fDace here BmanymAore GI won't show my fDace here aBmnymAore GI won't show my fDace here aBmnymAore