Nothings Lost

     A      F#m         A        
In time we're all gonna show our 
    F#m
age,
like colored birds in a dusty cage,
            D F#m       A    
and the emptiness from which we 
         E
came,
will strip us all from our father's 
names.

Chorus

             D      A       
And there's nothing lost, and 
    E         F#m
nothing gained,
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         D           A       
there's nothing different, and 
      F#m          E
nothing's the same,
     Bm                    F#m
but while our hearts will stop and 
start,
D                   E
two eyes greet the day,
      Bm       D  E        B    
we'll pay the price we're taught
        F#m B F#m
 to pay

Verse 2

      A         F#m     A    
When all the tears run down you 
      F#m
face,
and all thats left is the pressure 
under grace,
         D          F#m            
will you arm your self with a cold 
A          E
metal skin,
so one gets out, and no one gets in.