Prior Things
Hop Along
F#
(início)
|GbVerse
Abm Gb Just a few minutes after taking them I realized G#m B Gb Hundreds of buzzing flies were all over me Abm Gb I looked up and there you were, reading Abm B You were on your own, you were on vacation Gb You were on vacation B Vacation means "leave" Gb Means "obliterate all prior things"
Verse
Bbm B Here, why don't I try Ebm Why don't I try to make you mine? Bbm B Gb Why is a lack of imagination the crime? Bbm B Why don't I try Ebm B Why don't I try to make you mine? Bbm B Gb Why don't I back you up against this moment?
Chorus
Abm So when you finally go Bbm Ebm And when you choose to go Db I resume my little road Abm And nobody needs to know Ebm Will know that I ever meant to leave Db My little lower road
Instrumental
|Gb |Gb |Gb |Ebm |B |Gb |Gb |Gb |Ebm |B
Verse
B Abm Ebm Gb I watch the bird feeder out back in my parents' yard Abm B The weight of that bluejay Gb The bully steals it all Abm Gb And what must happen in your mind Abm B When you create those silences? Gb Well never mind, I don't want to see B Gb I know it's got nothing to do with me B Here, why don't I try Ebm Why don't I try to move aside? B Gb I'm still soft, I'm still in my prime Bbm B Why don't I try Ebm Why don't I try to move aside B Bbm B Gb I'm still soft, it's still my time [Chorus] x2 Db Abm And when you finally go Ebm When you choose to go Db I resume my little road Abm And nobody needs to know Gb Ebm Will know that I ever meant to meant to leave Db My little lower road
Outro
(Repeat till fade) |Gb |Gb |Gb |Ebm |B |Gb |Gb |Gb |Ebm |B
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