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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