The World Is A Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid To Die - For robin

^AMike called once a ^Dweek ^{F#m Bm}And then he called once a ^Amonth He called once every ^Bmfew years ^A Which turned into ^Dnever at all ^A

^AMissing an ar^Dtist ^BmFor the loss of their ^Gart ^AIsn’t grief, ^DWe’re heartbroken ^AFor Robin and^Bm hate what he did ^A But real, true, ^Bmand private loss ^A Is so ^Dhard to express ^A I miss g^Doing with Stephen ^{F#m Bm} To bars t^Ahat serve chicken Working with Cale^Bmb ^AGetting drunk on the clock ^{D A}And to all the junki^Des: ^F#mCan you remember me ^Bmanymore? ^{D F#m}Can you remember ^Bmme at a^Dll? ^BmCan you remember me at ^Call?

In Octob^Cer, I saw ^D How he cra^Cshed head-on ^G

We k^Cept the notebooks ^Em He left ^Dunder his^C bed ^G

And met ^Cevery Tuesday night ^D Gave Brian t^Che sweater^Gs

He ^Ccalled once every few year^Ds Which turned in^Cto never^G

^CTo all the junkies:^D Can you remember ^Cme anymore?^G