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{Intro]
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[Verse]
    B                                        C
It seems strange to write about these things now
             Asus2
But the time has probably come when we should
B                                 C             Em
Accept whatever is past and gone and never will return.
B
Looking back to the beginning
C                        Asus2
I see a flood of painful memories
B                                     Asus2               Em
And the bitter hurt and wounded pride that comes with our defeat
B
We set out with our heads held high,
        C           Asus2
So sure our ground, our righteousness,
B                             Asus2                  Em
The new Jerusalem to be built with love and guts and truth
B
But in the end we surrendered easily.
C           Asus2
It's no use pretending otherwise . . .
B                                               Asus2               Em
Well most of us had a little something to lose, enough to break our nerve.

[Bridge]
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[Verse]
B                                       C              Asus2
Well, some of us made an easy peace and moved into the Brave New World;
B                                        Asus2        Em
It's hard for the true believers to look back now and realise
B                                                   C
That for many of the crowd it was just the fashion, the cause of the moment,
Asus 2                   B
Well we if anyone should know that you can look pretty dumb
Asus2                   Em
Standing in last year's clothes.
B                                    C                   Asus2
And some of us, shell-shocked still, ran for shelter and do the rituals
B                                Asus2             Em
The same old way pretending that someone out there cares
B
And some of us live in the modern world.
C                   Asus2
We give unto Caesar what is due
B                                     Asus2        Em
And harbour the bitterness of defeat and daydreams of revenge.

[Bridge]
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[Otro]
B
Now nothing you see out there is real,
C                       Asus2
It matters not what you believe in.
B                                Asus2         Em
It matters less what you say but only what you are.
B                        C                   Asus2
It matters what you are. It matters what you are.