Camp Cope - Song for charlie

^GWhen I asked what ^Dclosure fel^Cadd9t like ^GNo one could give me a ^Dsolid ^Cadd9answer ^GWhen we turned ^Daround the ^Cadd9corner ^GI felt my entire ^Dbody ^Cadd9shake ^Em7I swear it didn’t ^Glook like^Cadd9 him ^Em7Those hands were ^Gdirty and that was ^Cadd9comforting ^DAnd when she ^Em7said don’t be a^Cadd9fraid, for the last time I touched his face

^GAnd I drove over ^DSunday ^Cadd9morning ^GI couldn’t stop s^Dhaking the whole^Cadd9 way ^GAnd she walked over ^Dto the t^Cadd9hermostat ^GSaid the house need^Ded to be w^Cadd9arm today ^Em7And we all ^Gsat there in ^Cadd9silence ^Em7Listening t^Go our mother ^Cadd9cry ^DAnd I felt it ^Em7when it ^Cadd9hit, I feel everything

^GAnd I heard you pr^Dacticing in the ^Cadd9shower ^GAll the things you were^D gonna ^Cadd9say ^GThough I didn’t hear ^Dspecific ^Cadd9words ^GBoy, I tell you, you ^Dsounded ^Cadd9brave ^Em7You were that ^Glittle bit too ^Cadd9late ^Em7Probably wouldn’t have ^Gchanged him ^Cadd9anyway ^DBut if I said that I ^Em7felt the ^Cadd9same, would it feel okay?

^GAnd I keep his ^Dphoto in my ^Cadd9wallet ^GYeah, I watch home ^Dvideos ^Cadd9sometimes ^GTo hear his voice a^Dnd see him ^Cadd9smile ^GTo heal the ^Dimpact on my ^Cadd9life ^Em7Still hoping I’ll ^Gsee him on the ^Cadd9street ^Em7Or in the ^Ghouse he built ^Cadd9around me, my sisters, and my ^Dbrother ^DFor the s^Ctrongest woman I’ve ever known, ^Gmy mother

^Em7And I keep his ^Gphoto in my ^Cadd9room ^Em7And how he looked ^Gso much l^Cadd9ike you ^GCharlie, you’re gonna ^Dbe ^Cadd9okay ^GAt least tomorrow, if ^Dnot ^Cadd9today ^GAnd Charlie, I’m gonna^D be^Cadd9 okay ^GAnd there is no one ^Dwe can^Cadd9 blame ^GCharlie, you’re gonna ^Dbe ^Cadd9okay ^GAt least tomorrow, if ^Dnot^Cadd9 today ^GKeep playing your songs ^Deve^Cadd9ryday ^GOh, and when you’re no^Dt o^Cadd9kay You can always c^Gall^{D Cadd9} And it was no one’s f^Gau^Dlt ^Cadd9