B A Maybe I could rearrange the art Dm That hangs upon these walls A Or maybe I could not [Verse 2] B F#m The masterpiece that lies within this room Dm Has yet to leave these halls A And break through every door [Chorus] Bb A But I lie here on my back Bb A I stare into the white C# B Bb C# B Bb The lack of color blinds these eyes G A B With silence comes the sight [Verse 3] B A Maybe I could call you on the phone Dm Tell you all my thoughts A Or maybe I should not [Verse 4] B F#m These corridors and empty feathered beds Dm Are lacking what I’d hoped A In pictures in my head [Chorus 2] Bb A But I lie here on my back Bb A I stare into the black C# B Bb C# B Bb The lack of color blinds these eyes G A B With darkness comes the night [Interlude] G | A | B | B | F#m | F#m | Dm | Dm | A | A [Verse 5] B F#m Maybe I can do this on my own Dm Make way for solitude A Or maybe I need you [Verse 6] B A The ruby hues that outline all my words Dm Are chapped and humming chords A I’ve never used before [Chorus 3] Bb A But I lie here on my back Bb A I stare into the past C# B Bb C# B Bb The me-mo-ries cloud my mind G A B With dreaming comes the flight G A B Yeah, with dreaming comes the flight
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