Roland Faunte

Ceremonies

Roland Faunte


Tom: G

Am C F G
Am C F G
Am C F G
Am C F G

[Verse]

Am  C
So I'm
            F
Getting to know me
         G
Really slowly

Am   C
Soon who
           F
I am right now
           G
Will be the old me

Am   C
I'll ask
             F
Me from the future
         G
How we doing

Am  C
Do you
              F
Wish you were me
                     G
Should I wish I was you

        Am   C
Now that I envy
           F
All of my past selves
     G
Who had their health

        Am  C
'Cause now I'm
            F
Constantly scared
             G
And needing repairs

      Am  C
And no matter
         F
What I achieve
                    G 
I get thoughts of leaving

Am
There
 C                  F
Trapped down in my youth
             G
I wish I was you

[Chorus]

          Am      C      F
With our age old ceremonies
          G
That we made up

 Am        C       F
Now such dear memories
               G
From when we stayed up

  Am               C
Late watched the sun
            F
From the street
        G
As we made up all those

 Am             C           F
Lives that we surely would lead
             G
But now our lives lead us

[Instrumental]

Am C F G
Am C F G
Am C F G
Am C F G

[Verse]

     Am        C
So I'll turn life
         F
Into a habit
          G
But I'll have this

  Am     C
Weight that
         F
People erase
                    G
Or think that I'm faking

 Am  C
Freedom
            F
Is in the short term
        G
As I have learned

        Am   C
There's no real
              F
Sense of completion
        G
Only seasons

  Am     C
Spring comes
              F
Tells me of summer
           G
And then under

       Am     C
It's breath says
              F
Autumn's a promise
        G 
To prolong this

 Am   C
Stay as
            F
Whoever I will be
             G
That's the real me

 Am
There
   C                 F
Trapped down in my youth
              G
I wish I was you

[Pre-Chorus]

              F
Still the hardest words
                 G
That anyone has said

        F
I sometimes wish
                 G
I just wouldn't have asked
     
     F
The final cut
                     G
In a long series of stabs

             F
Look we're sorry kid
             G                      F
But you'll never get your old life back
                    G             F
You will never get your old life back
                    G             D
You will never get your old life back

[Chorus]

Or your
  Em      G     C
Age old ceremonies
         D
That we made up
 Em        G        C
Now such dear memories
                D
From when we stayed up

 Em               G             C
Late watched the sun from the street
        D
As we made up all those
  Em             G          C D
Lives that we surely would lead

With our
  Em      G     C
Age old ceremonies
         D
That we made up
 Em        G        C
Now such dear memories
                D
From when we stayed up

 Em               G             C
Late watched the sun from the street
        D
As we made up all those
  Em             G          C 
Lives that we surely would lead

[Post-Chorus]

              D        G   C G
But now our lives lead us
              C        G   C G
But now our lives lead us
              C        G 
But now our lives lead us

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