Capo 3rd fret

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Intro

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You may tire of me

As our December sun is setting

Because I'm not who I used to be

No longer easy on the eyes

But these wrinkles masterfully disguise

The youthful boy below

Who turned your way and saw

Something he was not looking for

Both a beginning and an end

But now he lives inside

Someone he does not recognize

When he catches his reflection on accident

On the back of a motorbike

With your arms outstretched, trying to take flight

Leaving everything behind

But even at our swiftest speed

We couldn't break from the concrete

And the city where we still reside

And I have learned

That even landlocked lovers yearn

For the sea like navy men

Because now we say goodnight

From our own seperate sides

Like brothers on a hotel bed

Like brothers on a hotel bed

Like brothers on a hotel bed

Like brothers on a hotel bed

You may tire of me

As our December sun is setting

Because I'm not who I used to be