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Poets of the Fall : Lift
Intro (as chorus):
C#m B F#
C#m E F#
C#m B F#
C#m E F#
Verse 1:
Times when I just cG#man't
Bring myEself to say it loud
Afraid that wG#mhat I'll say comes out somehow aEwry
That is when it seG#mems
We move in cirEcles day to day
Twist the drG#mama of the play to get us bEy
Prechorus:
And it feG#mels like fear
Like I'll Edisappear
Gets so hG#mard to steer
Yet I go Eon
Do we G#mneed debate
When it seeEms too late
Like I bG#mleed but waF#it
Like nothing's wroEng F#
(slide to F# for one strum in the very end of the prechorus)
Chorus:
C#mYou lift my spirit, take me hiBgher, make me fF#ly,
Touch the C#mmoon up in the sky, when you are Emine F#
C#mYou lift me higher, take my spBirit, make it fF#ly,
C#mWhere only wonders will appeEar F#
Instrumental middle eight thingie: as chorus
Verse 2
Like the other day
I thought you won't be coming back
I came to realize my lackluster dreams
And among the schemes
And all the tricks we try to play
Only dreams will hold their sway and defy
Prechorus
Chorus
Solo: as chorus
Chorus
Outro: as chorus
Tabbed by Alexander Strukelj