Seattle

(intro) G#m   B     F#

G#m          B
My real last thing
            F#
My life is dull

And dried up like the sound
G#m              B               
A voice makes when the heart grows 
F#
cold

And its going that way
G#m                  B
I think i'll move out of state
                    F#
Somewhere far from Seattle city 
lights

They burn my eyes
G#m               B     
California sounds nice but 
                F#
California's a lie
Maybe I'm out of luck or maybe I'm 
    E
just blind
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F#           G#m
Oh, this time

E              B
Rain on my hopes
             G#m
Rain on my soul
                 F#
Rain on everything that i know
E                 B
It feels so ludicrous
                      G#m
The pursuit of this dream
                 F#        E B 
We thought we'd be along ago
G#m F#


G#m            B          F#
My life is like a rolling river

Somebody and absurd
G#m          B          F#
And although i might be mistaken

I know that i'll be heard
G#m          B                    
And i find the second i try to pull 
F#
away
                      E
I'm thrown back in line
F#          G#m
Oh, this time

C#m             E            B  
And we are all looking for the 
                F#
same thing. the same thing
C#m        E           B        
Seattle is calling me back home,
       F#
 back home

E  B   G#m F#
Whoa, whoa
E  B   G#m F#
Whoa, whoa