Mat Kerekes - The means of

We fill our mout^Ghs full of dirt with a blank stare through all o^Bmf it A weight hangs from the ceiling but it hasn't dr^Cadd9opped just yet Don't you ever wonder ab^Gout it? Swinging your fe^Get from my back for this fall down the staircase I wrappe^Bmd you up instead Don't you ever think abo^Cadd9ut that or do you forget^G about it?

^AmSpinning lights will cov^Cer this ^Dwhole ground ^AmI can't feel for^C you when you gi^Dve out

I'm stan^Gding up from the street with the sounds blurred from all of this^Bm Why does everything feel so temporary ev^Cadd9er since? I can only blame myself ^Gfor that There's your pho^Gto hanging up for when I'm feeling down so I can still s^Bmee your smile I miss everythin^Cadd9g about it We all think abo^Gut it

^AmPry the walls open for t^Chis come^Ddown ^AmI can't feel for you if ^Cyou stop^D now

^G I'm looking at y^Bm7ou now The time that yo^Cadd9u hold Tell me, have yo^Cadd9u learned the means of letting go?