Slip Through My Hands
The Parlor Mob
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Am G Mother, MotherAm G I can't take anotherAm G F G Moment here the way that it isAm G Heartache, heartacheAm G It's a fear I can't shakeAm G It heals and then it's brokenF G again [Chorus]Dm Am The things I love seem to slipG Am through my handsDm Am G Like a big red balloon or a grainAm of sandAm G But I see the future through theDm Am eyes of the pastF G Still I somehow want to make thisAm last [Verse]Continúa después del anuncioAm G They say the darkest hourAm G Is just before a flowerAm G F G Opens to the light of the sunAm G And you're my reasonAm G My softly changing seasonAm G F G Tell me I'm the only one [Chorus]Dm Am The things I love seem to slipG Am through my handsDm Am G Like a big red balloon or a grainAm of sandAm G But I see the future through theDm Am eyes of the pastF G Still I somehow want to make thisAm lastF G Still I somehow want to make thisA last [Bridge]C E7 All my life I've been fooling myselfAm G Trying to make the wrong thingsD/F# rightF E7 Like a bird against the cold hard windAm G F Trying to find the end of the night [Chorus]Dm Am The things I love seem to slipG Am through my handsDm Am G Like a big red balloon or a grainAm of sandAm G But I see the future through theDm Am eyes of the pastF G Still I somehow want to make thisAm lastF G Still I somehow want to make thisAm last
Composición: Matt Radosevich, Mark Melicia y David Rosen
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