Capo 5

Verse 

Am               F 
The Future was a Plane through a skylight 
C               Em 
Over Tribeca at 8:45 
Am               F 
My brother, at a conference room table 
C                      Em           
Watched the future rearrange all our lives. 


Pre-Chorus 

F       C             F           C      
I was sleeping in her bed for the future 
F     C     G              C 
1st & 20th, five miles away 
F            C                 F        C 
Her roommate knocked, he was a relative stranger 
F       C           G                      Em 
"Kev, I need you to come out here, okay?"  "Okay."  


Verse 

Am                  F 
The future was me, drunk at my desk job: 
C                     Em 
"Update the database, reflect the deceased." 
Am                     F 
Cantor Fitzgerald as a digital graveyard 
C                            Em           
Next to each name, I typed a lowercase "d" 


Pre-Chorus 

F       C             F           C      
I was frightened by the face of the future 
F          C        G              C 
It had the teeth of perpetual war 
F            C                  F       C 
I called my father, he said, "I know, I see it. 
F            C           G                      Em 
I thought it made sense. I don't anymore." 


[Refrão]
C           Am   F 
The mosque on my corner 
C       Am          G 
The firetrucks everywhere 
C        Am    F 
The anger, The mourners 
C           Am               G 
No History, it's dead in the air 


Interlude 

D  G  C  F 

Verse 

Am                  F 
The future was an ad during football: 
C                        Em 
"We are supported by the will of the world." 
Am                     F 
From the floor, I felt everything tilting 
C                             Em           
I watched my brother hold his 10 month old girl 


Pre-Chorus 

F             C                F            C      
Fifteen years later, and we're still in the future 
F             C           G              C 
The blood and money don't fix anything 
F            C                 F            C 
We've grown accustomed to the depths of the danger 
F            C      G                 Em 
This is the future: severe and always happening 



[Refrão]
C           Am   F 
The mosque on my corner 
C       Am          G 
The firetrucks everywhere 
C        Am    F 
The anger, The mourners 
C           Am               G 
No History, it's dead in the air 

Outro 

C           Am               G 
No History, it's dead in the air 

D  G  C  F 

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