Roar - Goldfinch nocturne

^AmWith golden lu^Bngs and iv^Dmory te^Geth [verse 1] ^CIt's still hard^Am to breathe a^Fnd to ^Cspe^Gak ^CStill hard to^Am breathe a^Fnd to s^Cpea^Gk

^DmTry to take what they were off^Gering ^DmTry to find the good in anyt^Ghing ^AmIt's wasted like a br^Geeze on broken w^Dmings

^CWhen your eyes are flo^Amwering, and y^Fou can find what's ^D7left of me ^CI'll be waiting pati^Amently for lonel^Finess to set me ^D7free