Hem - Walking past the graveyard not breathing

^BbWalking pas^Ebt the ^Bbgraveyard We’re ^Bbholding ^Ebin our ^Bbbreaths It’s a ^Dmlong way to the ^Gmcorner Trying ^Ebnot to wake the g^Fuests inside

The ^Bbrows of ^Ebmausole^Bbums The ^Bbgate with ^Ebiron w^Bbings They are ^Dmthere though we can’t ^Gmsee them As the ^Ebbreath inside is ^Fburning

‘Til the ^G7games we play as children Come to ^Cmharden into bone F7 Bb Eb Bb x2 Running from this city made of stone

I’m ^Bbwalking ^Ebpast the ^Bbgraveyard May the ^Bbbreath in^Ebside me ^Bbstay As I ^Dmstumble out the ^Gmbar room Or I’m ^Ebface down in the ^Fhallway Where the ^G7games we played as children Keep us ^Cmsafe when we’re alone F7 Bb Eb Bb x2 Hiding from this city made of stone

I’m ^Bbwalking pas^Ebt the ^Bbgraveyard An^Bbother ^Ebyear has ^Bbpassed And the ^Dmbreath that I’ve been ^Gmholding Is ^Ebrising up at ^Flast

Until ^Bbit burns throu^Ebgh all the^Bb sadness As ^Bbbreath just ^Ebwants to ^Bbspill But if I’m^Dm breathing, then I’m^Gm talking Then I’m ^Ebkneeling on a ^Fhill and saying

^BbHow I ^Ebmiss you ^BbHow I ^Ebmiss you ^BbHow I ^Ebmiss you ^BbStill