Last Song Jason Webley
One day,
The [D]snow began to fal[Em]l, [Em7]
And [C]slowly, [Em7]inch by inch,
[Am]Covered up the [D]earth.
'Til [G]finally,
The [D]top of the tallest [Em]buildin[Em7]g,
Was [C]lost beneath a [Em7]powdered sea,
As [Am]quiet as a shadow's [D]grave.
And we [G]say that the [D]world isn't [C]dying.
And we [G]pray that the [D]world isn't [C]dying.
And [G]just maybe the [D]world isn't [C]dying.
[Am]Maybe she's [D]heavy with [G]child. [D]
[G]One night,
A [D]woman took my [Em]hand. [Em7]
I [C]left my home and [Em7]followed her
In[Am]to an icy f[D]ield.
When I [G]wanted to go [D]back,
[Em]I'd lost the w[Em7]ay.
So she [C]beckoned me to [Em7]lie beneath
The [Am]stone that always bore my [D]name.
And we [G]say that the [D]world isn't [C]dying.
And we [G]pray that the [D]world isn't [C]dying.
And [G]just maybe the [D]world isn't [C]dying.
[Am]Maybe she's [D]heavy with [G]child. [D]
[G]One morning,
We [D]woke up in an [Em]alley. [Em7]
To the [C]smell of urine, [Em7]alcohol,
[Am]Trash and gaso[D]line,
With a [G]dim sense of a n[D]otion
We'd held [Em]something in our [Em7]hands,
That was [C]bigger than [Em7]us or God,
And [Am]we can never touch ag[D]ain.
And we [G]say that the [D]world isn't [C]dying.
And we [G]pray that the [D]world isn't [C]dying.
And [G]just maybe the [D]world isn't [C]dying.
[Am]Maybe she's [D]heavy with [G]child. [D]
I've been [C]looking at the [D]symptoms for a [Em]while,
[C]Maybe she's [D]heavy with [G]child.
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