Chasing The Sun

C
  It’s a really old city
Fmaj7/C
  Stuck between the dead and the living
G/B                      G
  So I thought to myself, sitting on a graveyard shelf
Am                         Fmaj7/C
  As the echo of heartbeats, from the ground below my feet
G/B                G
  Filled a cemetery in the center of Queens
C
  I started running the maze of
Fmaj7/C                     G/B
  The names and the dates, some older than others
G7
The skyscrapers, little tombstone brothers
Am                        Fmaj7/C
  With Manhattan behind her, three million stunning reminders
G/B                G7
  Built a cemetery in the center of Queens

C                       Em
You said, remember that life is
                Fmaj7/C
Not meant to be wasted
       G
We can always be chasing the sun
C                  Em             Fmaj7/C
  So fill up your lungs and just run
    G
But always be chasing the sun

C
  So how do you do it
Fmaj7/C                           G/B
  With just words and just music, capture the feeling
G
 That my earth is somebody’s ceiling
Am                    Fmaj7/C                   G/B
  Can I deliver in sound, the weight of the ground
             G
Of a cemetery in the center of Queens
C
  There’s a history through her
Fmaj7/C                             G/B
Sent to us as a gift from the future, to show us the proof
G                                  E/G#
More than that, it’s to dare us to move
Am                  Fmaj7/C                     G/B
   And to open our eyes and to learn from the sky
               G
From a cemetery in the center of Queens

C                       Em
You said, remember that life is
                Fmaj7/C
Not meant to be wasted
       G
We can always be chasing the sun
C                  Em             Fmaj7/C
  So fill up your lungs and just run
    G
But always be chasing the sun

C            Fmaj7/C G
  All we can do is try
Am                    Fmaj7/C G
  And live like we’re still alive

C*
  It’s a really old city
Fmaj7/C*
  Stuck between the dead and the living
G/B*                     G*
  So I thought to myself, sitting on a graveyard shelf
Am                            Fmaj7/C
  And the gift of my heartbeat sounds like a symphony
G/B                     G                        N.C.
   Played by a cemetery in the center of Queens

C                       Em
You said, remember that life is
                Fmaj7/C
Not meant to be wasted
       G
We can always be chasing the sun
C                  Em             Fmaj7/C
  So fill up your lungs and just run
    G
But always be chasing the sun

C            Fmaj7/C G
  All we can do is try
Am                    Fmaj7/C G
  And live like we’re still alive
C            Fmaj7/C G
  All we can do is try
Am                    Fmaj7/C G     C
  And live like we’re still alive

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