Intro 
C7 F Bb F 
C7 F Bb F 

Verse 
F                            Dm 
Guess you never really stuck around, 
         Bb      C7 
All that long anywhere. 
F                                           Dm 
I guess I should have known that you'd skip town. 
           Bb               C7 
You always did, catch me unawares. 
A 
Looking now at your debris, 
      Dm                                Bb 
These trails of paper strewn across the floor. 
                C7 
Towards an open door. 


[Refrão]

F                  C                 Bb 
Look at all you've gathered, all you own, 
Dm 
Hold it in your hand, 
C7 
Does it weigh more than a single feather? 
F                         C                    Bb 
If the things you feel outsmart the things you know, 
Dm                     Am             F      C 
It's almost time, it's almost time to go. 

Verse 
F                                    Dm 
I don't know if you struggled at the end. 
          Bb                     C7 
I know at times, you fought like hell. 
F                                      Dm 
I know that sleep was never quite your friend. 
            Bb                  C7 
I hope that now, you're resting well. 
A 
Old band names and alma maters, 
  Dm                                 Bb 
A patchwork quilt of people you have been, 
                 C7 
Tattooed on your skin. 


[Refrão]

F                  C                 Bb 
Look at all you've gathered, all you own, 
Dm 
Hold it in your hand, 
C7 
Does it weigh more than a single feather? 
F                         C                    Bb 
If the things you feel outsmart the things you know, 
Dm                     Am             F     C 
It's almost time, it's almost time to go. 

F                  C                 Bb 
Think of people, places you have known, 
Dm 
Sculpted out of sand. 
C7 
The tide's coming in and we're going nowhere. 
F                         C                    Bb 
If your feet are still in shoes that they've outgrown, 
Dm                     Am 
It's almost time, it's almost time to- 

Outro 
F                    C7                   Dm 
Think of seed you've scattered and you've sown, 
Bb 
All out of your hands, 
C7 
Lost in the wind like a little feather, 
F                          C                    Bb 
And the things you feel outsmart the things you know. 
Dm                      C                Bm                C7 
It's almost time, it's almost time, it's almost time, it's almost time, 
Dm                     C7             F 
it's almost time, it's almost time to go.