Sleeping At Last - Nine

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Who am I to say

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what any of this means- ^GmI have been ^Dmsleepwalking ^EbSince I was ^Ffourteen

^BbNow as I write my ^Fsong ^BbI retrace my ^Ebsteps ^GmHonestly, ^Dmit's easier ^EbTo let myself ^Fforget

^BbStill, I check my vital ^Fsigns ^BbChoked up, I real^Ebize ^GmI've been less than ^Dmhalf myself For ^Ebmore than half my ^Flife

Wake ^Cmup ^F Fall in ^Bblove ^Ebagain Wage ^Cmwar on gravit^Fy There's so much worth fighting ^Bbfor, ^Ebyou'll see

Another ^Cmdomi^Gmno ^Ffalls Either ^Bbway

It ^Bblooks like empath^Fy To ^Bbunderstand all ^Ebsides But ^GmI'm just trying to ^Dmfind myself Through ^Ebsomeone else's ^Feyes

So please ^Bbshow me what to d^Fo To rest^Bbart this heart of ^Ebmine ^GmHow do I forg^Dmive myself For ^Eblosing so much ^Ftime?

Wake ^Cmup ^F Roll ^Bbup your ^Ebsleeves There's a chain ^Cmreaction in your ^Fheart Muscle memo^Bbry, remembering who you ^Ebare

Stand ^Cmup ^F Fall in ^Bblove again and again and ^Ebagain Wage ^Cmwar on gravi^Fty There's so much worth fighting ^Bbfor, ^Ebyou'll see

Another ^Cmdomi^Gmno ^Ffalls And another ^Bbdomi^Fno ^Gm/Ebfalls

A ^Bblittle at a ^Ftime I ^Bbfeel more al^Ebive I let the ^Gmscale tip and feel ^Dmall of it It's ^Ebuncomfortable but ^Fright

^BbWe were born to ^Ftry To ^Bbsee each other ^Ebthrough To know and ^Gmlove ourselves and ^Dmothers well Is the most ^Ebdifficult and ^Fmeaningful Work we'll ever ^Bbdo