Capo 4th fret

      F          C       Am     G
I was left to my own devices
     F         C          Am         G   
Many days fell away with nothing to show

        F                    C
And the walls kept tumbling down
                Am    G
In the city we love
      F                    C
Great clouds roll over the hills
                       Am    G
Bringing darkness from above

                      F
But if you close your eyes,
            C
Does it almost feels like
   Am               G
Nothing changed at all
                       F
And if you close your eyes,
              C
Does it almost feels like
Am                 G
You've been here before?

F                      C                G
Oh, how ma gonna be an optimist about this?
F                      C               G
Oh, how ma gonna be an optimist about this?

We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settled around us
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
             
But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feels like
Nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feels like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?

And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feels like
Nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feels like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
       
But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feels like
Nothing changed at all