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| | F#m | Em |
| | I never thought I'd | find |
| | Gm | D |
| | under layers of re | gret |
| | F#m | Em |
| | a recognition of the | time |
| | Gm | D |
| | before the boundaries were | set |
| | F#m | Em |
| | when the pages were left | blank |
| | Gm | D |
| | the gold still buried in the | soil |
| | F#m | Em |
| | and you could make a lot of | noise |
| | Gm | D | D7 |
| | with no connection to the | past | |
| | Em | A | Bm |
| | Do you wonder | just what happened | to |
| | B7 | Em |
| all the | desire to carry | on |
| | Gm | D |
| | without knowing where you're | going? |
| | F#m | Em |
| | Now it's flavor of the | month |