Slip Through My Hands
The Parlor Mob
Am
(início)
Am G Mother, Mother Am G I can't take another Am G F G Moment here the way that it is Am G Heartache, heartache Am G It's a fear I can't shake Am G F G It heals and then it's broken again
Chorus
Dm Am G Am The things I love seem to slip through my hands Dm Am G Am Like a big red balloon or a grain of sand Am G Dm Am But I see the future through the eyes of the past F G Am Still I somehow want to make this last
Verse
Am G They say the darkest hour Am G Is just before a flower Am G F G Opens to the light of the sun Am G And you're my reason Am G My softly changing season Am G F G Tell me I'm the only one
Chorus
Dm Am G Am The things I love seem to slip through my hands Dm Am G Am Like a big red balloon or a grain of sand Am G Dm Am But I see the future through the eyes of the past F G Am Still I somehow want to make this last F G A Still I somehow want to make this last
Bridge
C E7 All my life I've been fooling myself Am G D/F# Trying to make the wrong things right F E7 Like a bird against the cold hard wind Am G F Trying to find the end of the night
Chorus
Dm Am G Am The things I love seem to slip through my hands Dm Am G Am Like a big red balloon or a grain of sand Am G Dm Am But I see the future through the eyes of the past F G Am Still I somehow want to make this last F G Am Still I somehow want to make this last
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