verse 1 D Sometimes I go whole days, listening, bored, half asleep Bm A I won't say anything, that's worth a thing to me one day, A G Suddenly time took a turn that once felt so brief G I blinked to see polite ghosts fading quicklyverse 2 D Be aware, my darling, these things I say I mean are Bm Just traces of something I long to feel again A G I see our time expand in the air almost forcibly G Spreading thinner till it dissolves completely Interlude D Bm A GD What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become Bm An addiction to the slumber of disconnection A And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape G But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another dayD What begins as an unguarded train of thoughts slowly can become Bm An addiction to the slumber of disconnection A And resonance of memory that no longer has a shape G But keeps you numb through the hours till gone is another day
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