Joel Plaskett - Absentminded melody

^FIt's dusk as all the shadows fall The sun is laid to ^Frest At night the city ^Fcomes to life As the ^Glight dies in the ^Fwest ^FHere we stand as some local band Sets circles 'round the ^Fclock Smoke so thick you need a l^Fighthouse So l^Goud I can't hear myself ^Ftalk

^FSomeone whispered in my ear "It's not like it^F was before" I don't know what ^Fhappened here I ^Gguess we just got ^Fbored ^FThe good old days Well I suppose, I'm glad they're behind us ^Gnow The ^Fonly thing worse than ^Fgrowing up Is ^Fnever quite ^Glearning ^Fhow ^FLate at night we ^Ftoss and we ^Fturn Lay awake 'til ^Gdawn ^FWe close our eyes as the ^Fsun comes up we're ^Fgone