Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
And the torches, have been passed
shimmering like bourbon coloured glass
what time slips through the cracks, and out of reach
and all the things, you've ever learned
never taught you what you deserve
pages full of words, that you can't speak
and all got are your high high highs
and your low low lows
and everything else, just comes and goes
and all your sermons have been led, the sirens are all dead
the songs clinging to the wind, and blown away
and all of the friends, have come and gone
none of them staying 'round long
too scared of what you might let in
they'll just leave you with high high highs
and low low lows
and everything else, just comes and goes
Bridge
and old heart, high from being good
so open your windows, let in this bright, guilty, world
And the torch has been passed, don't let it slip your grasp
just hold it high enough so you might see
theres nothing wrong with being afraid
if it helps you find your way
if it makes you want to say, come love me
and get rid of those high high highs
and those low low lows
and everything else, just comes and goes
and get rid of those high high highs
and those low low lows
and anything else, just comes and goes