E                        C#m
 On a street of old bones
                    B
Dust masquerades as skin
                     A
Time turns itself to stone
                                         E
Nothing left to lose and nothing left to win
                           C#m
Desires to break and deconstruct
             A  C#m B
I defend the middle ground
                       A
Every battle I’ve ever fought
                        D
Has either been lost or bought

[Chorus]
    E
And in the rhythm of your voice
  B
I find space to rejoice
   C#m
My complicated illusions
A
Leave me with no choice

[Interlude]
D E  C#m  A C#m B  A  D E

[Verse 2]
E                       C#m
Even the answers that I dream
                           B
Are riddled with doubt and holes
                    A
Illusions are complicated
               D     N.C.
Redacted and retold

[Chorus]
    E
And in the rhythm of your voice
  B
I find space to rejoice
   C#m
My complicated illusions
A                       D
Leave me with no choice
    E
And in the margins of the page
      B
Truth hides but leaves a trace
   C#m
My complicated illusions
    A                      D
Are now no more than faith

[Interlude]
E  B  C#m  A  D

[Chorus]
    E
And in the rhythm of your voice
  B
I find space to rejoice
   C#m
My complicated illusions
A                       D
Leave me with no choice
    E
And in the margins of the page
      B
Truth hides but leaves a trace
   C#m
My complicated illusions
    A                      D E
Are now no more than faith