Piano Song Chords

Capo 4

[Verse 1]
Bm            D
I want you to simmer down
Em              A
Let it go, just wasting come
Bm                     D
I was listening to the crooked sound
Em                  A
Of the lie that was way too loud
Bm                        D
You're asking me, I don't have a clue
A                          Em
I'm just trying to turn it into the blue
Bm                      D
Is it something that we have to found
Em                  A
Out of nothing on a fragile ground
G                   F#m     Em
Out of nothing on a fragile ground
 
[Chorus]
Bm            D                G
Have you ever seen, how far it is
                   A  F#m
To the place where we are to dream
Bm             D                 G
Can you better hear the storming folks
              A     F#m
Whispering in fear, roars the most
Bm            D                G
Have you ever seen, how far it is
                   A  F#m
To the place where we are to dream
Bm             D                 G
Can you better hear the storming folks
              A     F#m                   Bm D Em A
Whispering in fear, roars the most
 
[Verse 2]
Bm            D
I want you to lock that door
Em                       A
That has always made you want to move
Bm                   D
Will you ever find a way out there?
Em                       A
Returning to the room we used to share
Bm                        D
You're asking me, I don't have a clue
A                      Em
I was trying to turn myself into you
Bm                      D
Is it something that we have to found
Em                  A
Out of nothing in a fragile ground
G                   F#m     Em
Out of nothing on a fragile ground
 
[Chorus]
Bm            D                G
Have you ever seen, how far it is
                   A  F#m
To the place where we are to dream
Bm             D                 G
Can you better hear the storming folks
              A     F#m
Whispering in fear, roars the most
Bm            D                G
Have you ever seen, how far it is
                   A  F#m
To the place where we are to dream
Bm             D                 G
Can you better hear the storming folks
              A     F#m       Bm
Whispering in fear, roars the most