Mat Kerekes - An ode

^EmI can feel my heartbeat drawn to the beat of anot^Cher one ^EmStanding in the doorway, tryna block the daylight bef^Core it comes And you look so w^Donderful Sleeping through the aft^Cernoon ^EmAs she's getting older, the promise of a future is ^Call she wants ^EmSpending all her time down by the water with a ^Cformer love Now all of those friends have grown ^Dup No, you wouldn't re^Ccognize one And that place that she ^Amknew, well it is no ^Cmore

There is ^Emsomething in the air this ^GFrid^Day ^Emnight A ^Cblanket draped ove^Cr t^Dhe ^Gsky

^BmDo you ever mi^Fss it? The ^Emdestruction ^Dof your ^Cinnocence

^EmCoasting through the airways, arms hanging low to wat^Cer the roots ^EmLiving with some old hurt, I am just a poor boy you t^Calk to They don't care about you like I ^Ddo, no, no one can tel^Cl me different When it unraveled in fr^Amont of you, you expected so ^Cmuch more

^EmHe's on the clock workin' ^Gnine ^Dto ^Emfive Paid his ^Cbills on time, still he ^Cdon't ^Dfeel ^Gright

And ^Bmdo you ever ^Fmiss it? The ^Emthings you ^Dloved when you ^Cwere a kid ^{D G}And ^Ddo you ever ^Cmiss it? Your ^Emparent's ^Dlove that ^Cspread too thin ^D And we're getting c^Glose

There ^Dit goes, ^Emanother one down ^D There's ^Canother one down ^D We're getting ^Gclose There ^Dit goes, ^Emanother one down ^D There's ^Canother one down ^D And we're getting ^Gclose

And ^Bmdo you ever ^Fmiss it? The ^Emchances ^Dyou'll ^Cnever get again