Misc Your Songs - The versailles - currents

And I can ^Cbarely remember your face, I search the ^Amdeep rooms of my brain, and all I ^Emsee, is something incompl^Gete. And I ^Cthrow the bottle with a message into the sea, where the ^Amocean currents will remind you of ^Emme: Do you bel^Gieve?

That I ^Dmmet you in a dream, a confused disorder, woke ^Amup in a dazed state, everything was over too ^Csoon, too ^Gsoon. And I ^Dmswallow the dust who’s stuck in my desk, you ^Ambelong to the past, maybe I’ve got regrets. Are ^Cyou? Are ^Gyou.. ^{G/F# Em}ready to ^Fforget?

And I can ^Cbarely remember your face, I search the ^Amdeep rooms of my brain, and all I ^Emsee, is something incompl^Gete. And I ^Cthrow the bottle with a message into the sea, where the ^Amocean currents will remind you of ^Emme: Do you bel^Gieve?

All it ^Dmwas so blind, time cures the mind. A^Amffection, obsession, the pursuit of something ^Celse: such a m^Gess. A ^Dmliving fiction in the imaginary c^Amlaimed its place in the reality.^C The libert^Gy: ^G/F# ..w^Emas it really wo^Frth?

A^Cgain. A^Amgain, again, and then ^Emagain, ^Gagain, again, again, again.. A^Cgain. A^Amgain, again, and then ^Emagain, ^Gagain, again, again, again..

A^Cgain. A^Amgain, again, and then ^Emagain, ^Gagain, again, again, again.. ^C