Keane - Phases

A p^Blan is a work of art^{G#m F#} A ho^Buse built to fall apart^{G#m F# F#}You’re digging for the answers ^F#Crawl across the world to find ^D#mThere are just more questions ^G#mWaiting on the o^D#mther side ^EBut you’re still here You’re bleeding ^F#but you’re still here

^BPhases, the motion ^D#mof our lives ^{D#sus2 D#m E}Ages, the rote of c^Bhanges ^{F# B}Erases the ink be^D#mfore it dries ^{D#sus2 D#m} On pa^Eges, it’s all just ^Bphases ^F#

We s^Balvage the parts we ca^G#mn ^F# And w^Bork on a better plan ^{G#m F# F#}Always on the outside ^F#Fingers clinging on so tight ^D#mKicking at the window ^G#mDreaming of a be^D#mtter life ^ETake what you can Just got to t^F#ake what you can

^BPhases, the motion ^D#mof our lives ^{D#sus2 D#m E}Ages, the rote of cha^Bnges ^{F# B}Erases the ink b^D#mefore it dries ^{D#sus2 D#m} On pa^Eges, it’s all just p^Bhases ^F# And some^Btimes you feel how ^D#mgood it is^{D#sus2 D#m E}Low tide gives way to hi^Bgh tide ^F# And ha^Brd times, we watch them ^D#mcome and g^D#sus2o ^D#m Like cra^Ezes, it’s all just ph^Bases ^F#