Capo 7

Intro: D

D 
We've walked the long road and you've worn it well. 
                                     G 
You stitched yourself up when you fell. 
 Em 
Keep your memories in jars, 
A 
Carry secrets in scars 
                  D 
Beneath your shell. 

D 

D 
You've seen some good days, and some bad ones too.  
                                   G 
You weave through fashion and trend.  
Em                                           A 
       You've seen a sun rise on an ocean blue,  
   D 
You've seen it set for the dearest of friends  
G                            A   Em      A 
       You found faith but you, chose to doubt it.  
D                            Bm         
       You found love but you, left without it.  

Em 

G              A 
And now you don't want, to talk about it.  

D 

D 
You travelled down through foreign lands, 

Touched mountain tops and golden sand,  
                                         G 
Seen pyramids and temples made of stone. 
 Em 
Keep seashells in a cashmere scarf, 
A 
A treasured book of photographs  
D 
In every single one you stand alone.  

D 

D 
You've seen Vienna and the Berlin wall, 

As you watched the decades fall 
                                              G 
The letters that you wrote never made it home.  

Em 
Your birthdays flew past like June,  
A 
With Christmas days in hotel rooms 
D 
And new year’s eve with people you don't know.  

G                                  A     Em           A 
       You built friendships but they, sailed without you. 
D                                      Bm 
   You never meant it and that's why, they doubt you.  
Em 

G        A 
They don't ever talk about you.  

D 

Em 
You're older than you used to be, 
A 
The mirror weaves a tapestry  
D                         F#m                       Bm 
Of lines that dance and shimmer 'round your eyes. 
Em                           A 
You stare back at a man, forever holding out his hand 
F#m                          D                   Bm 
As if the answer's gonna to fall out of the sky.  

Em 
But the penny never dropped,  
F#m    G       A                  D 
And no man has ever stopped time flying by.