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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