Clockwork Sleeping at Last [C#]There is glass be[Fm]tween our touch, [C#]phantom limbs of [Fm]former love... [F#]and the truth [Fm]is that [F#]I am [Fm]so terr[Ebm]ified [C#] [C#]that the callous is [Fm]deeper than [C#]the surface [Fm]of our s[F#]kin [F#]and it takes [Fm]us twice as [F#]long, it takes[Fm] us twice as [Ebm]long to heal[C#]. [C#]we'll lift up the [Fm]ground to see [C#]the system of [Fm]roots ben[F#]eath. gears t[Fm]urn, endless[F#]ly, to bring the [Fm]world back to [F#]life lik (guitaretab.com)
