B E I Remember when a photograph was worth Abm F# a thousand words, a thousand words B E now a thousand pictures come my way every day Abm F# and i like them all the same but they can't take my breath away B E fighting the temptation not to look Abm F# but I'm still leafing through the pages like the world's my open book B E why don't i got something else to do Abm F# feeling trapped behind this viewfinder to share it all with you E and that's not what its about ~Abm ~F# I'm so tired of missing out E F# look on up to the sky B I wonder why I put a filter between beauty and my eyes E F# look on up into your eyes B its time I put down my devices and I start to live my life E F# look on up, look on up to the sky B E Have you ever tried to photograph the moon Abm F# well I have too, I have too B E find it funny how it never turns out right Abm F# it's like someone poked a pinhole in the canvas of the night E and that's not what its about ~Abm ~F# I'm so tired of missing out E F# look on up to the sky B I wonder why I put a filter between beauty and my eyes E F# look on up into your eyes B its time I put down my devices and I start to live my life E F# look on up, look on up E Abm cause its a Nick Drake pink moon seeing the pines of the pacific northwest for the F# E first time i could not believe my eyes E Abm F# yeah it's singing out loud in the middle of the night on a balcony in Brisbane E F# looking up into the sky, into the sky B it's time I put down my devices and start to live my life E F# Abm B x2 E F# look on up to the sky B I wonder why I put a filter between beauty and my eyes E F# look on up into your eyes B its time I put down my devices and I start to live my life E F# look on up, look on up to the sky B E Have you ever tried to photograph the moon Abm F# well I have too, I have too
