Standard (EADGBE)



You were living five lives in one

Taking everyone's coat,

Why can't you show them

What you've got in your cloak?

Cold hand on my shoulder,

A star begins to beam,

That's when you show me

Your souvenir from a dream


Empty handed, I awake,

Just when I thought I had so much at stake,

Seems you've got something to say,

Why don't you say it?