The Way It Was Before Jack Conte [Am]Hear it when I crunch the [Am]leaves on the ground [Am]Imagine it's me, once g[Dm]reen soon brown [Am]And the wind will howl but [E]I won't make no [Am]sound [Am]After we pass th[Am]rough this circus [Am]After they have [Dm]swept the floor [Am]It'll all go back to the [E]way it was bef[Am]ore [Am]I keep myself distracted with the mirror pen [Am]I store the words on paper inst[Dm]ead of my head It's like a [Am]cold glass of milk When me and [E]my stomach ac (guitartabs.cc)
