D              F#m         D7
As much as you say that we won't decay
G         F#m    Em      D
The bombs went off a week ago
D                 F#m        D7
The grass here is gray, been walking all day
G       F#m     Em        D
But I'm not sure we'll make it home
Em                 Gm
So if you trust me, hold me close and
D             A                   Bm
We'll turn to sculptures made of sand
Em                  Gm
Once they find us, a thousand years from now
D              A                  Bm
We'll still be right here holding hands
G                 A                Em              D
Still be glowing, smiling like we didn't give a damn
D              F#m         D7
The lights getting low and the dust to snow
G         F#m    Em      D
The broken windows went everywhere
D                 F#m        D7
Your clothes may be torn but I'll keep you warm
G         F#m    Em      D
I'll shade your eyes from the firestorm