The Last Goodnight - Pictures of you

This is the ^Dmaj7clock upon the wall This is the ^Dmaj7story of us all This is the ^Bmfirst sound of a newborn child, ^GBefore he starts to crawl This is the ^Dmaj7war that's never won This is a ^Dmaj7soldier and his gun This is the ^Bmmother waiting by the phone, ^GPraying for her son

Pictures of ^Dyou, pictures of ^Ame Hung upon your ^Bmwall for the world to ^Gsee Pictures of ^Dyou, pictures of ^Ame Remind us ^Bmall of what we used to ^Gbe

There is a ^Dmaj7drug that cures it all Blocked by the ^Dmaj7governmental wall We are the ^Bmscientists inside the lab, Just ^Gwaiting for the call This ^Dmaj7earthquake weather has ^Dmaj7got me shaking in^Bmside I'm high up and ^Gdry

Con^Emfess to ^Bmme, ^Aevery secret ^Gmoment Every stolen ^Dpromise you ^Abelieved Con^Emfess to ^Bmme, ^Aall that lies be^Gtween us All that lies be^Dtween you and ^Ame

We are the ^Dmaj7boxers in the ring We are the ^Dmaj7bells that never sing There is a ^Bmtitle we can't win no matter How^G hard we might swing