Bastille

Bastille

Glory
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Capo 4

Intro: Bm G D A  (2x)

verse 1 
Bm                         G 
  Deep in a corner of the night 
           D                          A 
  We were lying in the middle of the road 
Bm                                 G 
  Counting the planes as they flew by 
       D                       A 
  Inconceivable imagining them go 
Bm                               G 
  And drunk we set the world to rise 
         D                             A 
  As we fell and hit our heads upon the curb 
Bm                           G 
  You make me laugh until I die 
            D                    A 
  Can you think of any better way to choke? 

Pre-Chorus 
  G             Bm       A              D 
Stories told to me and stories told to you 
     G            Bm        A                  D 
And did you ever feel like they were ringing true? 


[Refrão]
G And all their words were glory A Bm Well they all, they sounded empty A D When we're looking up for heaven A Looking up for heaven G A Way down here upon the ground Bm When we're lying in the dirt A D There's no looking up for heaven A Looking up for heaven Bm G D A verse 2 Bm G Not everything had gone to plan D A But we made the best of what we had, you know Bm G Passing the drink from hand to hand D A We admit we really know nothing at all Pre-Chorus G Bm A D Stories told to me and stories told to you G Bm A D And was it feeling real, and were they ringing true?
[Refrão]
G And all their words were glory A Bm Well they all, they sounded empty A D When we're looking up for heaven A Looking up for heaven G A Way down here upon the ground Bm When we're lying in the dirt A D There's no looking up for heaven A Looking up for heaven Bm Bridge G Bm I'll take my chances on the curb here with you A F#m We watched the plans leave us behind G Bm On the curb here with you A F#m We watched the plans leave us behind G A And...and then you put your hand in mine Bm A And pulled me back from things divine D A Stop looking up for heaven, waiting to be buried
[Refrão]
G And all their words were glory A Bm Well they all, they sounded empty A D When we're looking up for heaven A Looking up for heaven G A Way down here upon the ground Bm When we're lying in the dirt A D There's no looking up for heaven A Looking up Outro G A Bm A D A G A Bm A D A G Bm A F#m G Bm A F#m

Enviado por: Paulo Rocha Antunes

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