The Wonder Years - Heavens gate sad and sober

I've been thinking a ^Glot about ^GWhen the furnace goes It's the absence of ^Bmheat that hurts more than the ^Acold And I got caught in the ^Girony of walking alone Down an en^Bmtire block that's just funeral ^Ahomes and the ground below

^DSad and sober Sunday afternoon ^GSad and ^Dsober Sunday afternoon ^Bbm You disappear in ^Bmfragments and ^Aphases of the moon ^GSad and ^Dsober Sunday afternoon ^Bbm You disappear in ^Bmfragments and ^Aphases of the moon G Bm A

I watched parts of ^Gyou dissolve Turn to ash and then get carried ^Bmup I watched your memory ^Afade Shadows burned into the ^Gwall And no, I felt my lungs turn into atom ^Bmbombs Choke on the Florida ^Aheat until the oxygen's gone

^GSad and ^Dsober, Sunday afternoon ^Bbm You disappear in ^Bmfragments and ^Aphases of the moon ^GSad and ^Dsober, Sunday afternoon ^Bbm You disappear in ^Bmfragments and ^Aphases of the moon ^{Em Bm} Or an empty ^Groom ^{D F#m} Or the twelve-bar ^Emblues ^Bm Or a light in ^GJune ^{D F#m}

You were a ^Embandit, and I was a ^Bmcar wreck You were the ^Gdecades on my feet I was ^Dunder purple ^F#mblankets

You were a ^Embandit, and I was a ^Bmcar wreck You were the ^Grifle on the wall And it was ^Dalways gonna ^F#mend

You were a ^Embandit, and I was a ^Bmcar wreck You were the ^Gfalse rain that falls From a ^Dwindow AC ^F#munit

You were a ^Embandit, and I was a ^Bmcar wreck You were the ^Grifle on the wall

N.C.

And it was always going to end like this