^Dm On the highway there are never any lights, ^Dm We are the shadows of the night that pass you by, ^A# We are the writers of the ^Cthings you cannot see^Dm

^Dm On the balcony she took another drink, ^Dm But no one warned her of the blurry things she’d see, ^A# And then they shook their heads and ^Cshrugged as she was ^A/C#dusted out to ^Dmsea

But ^A#when all hope^C is gone^Dm, There are ^Cangels in the avalanche, You’re ^A#never re^Cally lo^Dmst, There are ^Cangels in the avalanche

^Dm When the window’s closed but the curtains blow^C, And the painting’s done, you still see through^A#, I will search my heart, I can rest my eyes,^C All this broken sight just can see y^Dmou

^Dm He comes to face them, he was never really scared, ^Dm Because the place he traced them wasn’t really there, ^A# It was flooded long ag^Co when all the waters swiftly ^Dmrose,

^Dm Now he’s running down the corridors and the fire floors, ^Dm And he’s pounding on the shelters and cellar doors, ^A# But none of them will open ^Cup, you’re out of ^A/C#luck, you’re out of ^Dmoptions

But ^A#when all hope^C is gone^Dm, There are ^Cangels in the avalanche, You’re ^A#never re^Cally lo^Dmst, There are ^Cangels in the avalanche

^Dm When the window’s closed but the curtains blow^C, And the painting’s done, you still see through^A#, I will search my heart, I can rest my eyes,^C All this broken sight just can see y^Dmou

Show me the ^Cmeaning Show me the ^A#meaning Show me the ^Cmeaning

Falling Up - Arafax deep reimagined