Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die
Honestly what will become of me
I don´t like reality
It´s way too clear to me
But really life is daily
We are what we don´t see
We missed everything daydreaming
Flames to [C7]dust
Lovers to [C7]friends
Why do all [Em]good things come to [C7]an end
Traveling I always stop at exits
Wondering if I´ll stay
Young and [Bm]ɾestless
Living this way I stɾess less
I want to [C7]pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and [Bm]I don´t cry
I only feel gravity and [Bm]I wonder why
And the sun was [Am7]wondering if it should stay away for [Dm7]a day until the feeling went away
And the clouds were dropping and [Bm]the...
The ɾain forgot [Fm7]how to [C7]bring salvation
The dogs were whistling a new tune barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon [C7]so that they could die