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If only worry could make it change, then suddenly our world would take new shape

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   C                  G        D     C              G          D
on miles and miles of green screens love hangs on invisible strings.

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So roll up your sleeves, this could take some time.
G          Em          Bm
Everything waits on assembly lines - but not here.
G       Em          Bm    G          Em          Bm
In the emergence of plan, we'll be surrounded by hands.

C                 G         D          C              G        D
The storyboard outlines our escape and second guesses will be erased;
       C                  G          D          Em       D/F#   G
on the cutting room floor everything falls into place.


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If only our futures could be tamed, then suddenly our past would have no say.

G           Em          Bm                      G          Em             Bm
And in the emergence of film, pouring overhead, our bodies relearn how to feel.

                 C     D        Em    D            C     D      Em        D
And somehow the screen embodies every ideal as the orchestra so sweetly reveals,
        C          D      Em         D              C        D     Em      D
and the background artist carries us there, all the conflict compliments repair.

          C                  G             D
And we're all on the edge of our seats,
          C                  G             D
and we're all on the edge of our seats


Strings
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...until the end.