B5
Now you?re here to rise my blues
                       A5
Don?t you meddle with my dirty shoes
                    B5
The mud?s about to hide our thoughts
                     A5
And make us liars behind these walls
                      B5
Time and time again we?re replacing
                     A5
The wounds are transparent, saving graces
    B5
If God decides to put an end to this
      A5
Destiny will say the hands are His

( B5  A5 )

So say what you want, now...
C#5                           D5
     I want my artificial spring
              E5                          E5
And all the things illusions lean to bring
C#5                                  D5
The unlimited sea through watered dreams
                 E5               E5
And the earth below my feet

( E5 )

                                 B5
For you it may seem like contradiction
                                  A5
You say I?m not taking care of myself
                                   B5
Some moments we?re confused by intuitions
                                   D5
And some books can?t fulfill our shelves
B5
Places and times, the minutes weep
         A5
For the same motives of ours
           B5
While the darkness prepares the souls
         A5
For our next graceful hours
B5                   F#5
And time moves so easily
                                       B5           F#5
What makes us believe that slipping is natural
B5                                       F#5
And the places we?ve been aren?t refuges only
                                  B5         F#5
?cause we're not that apart after all


So say what you want,
C#5                                                D5
?Cause we?ll pay attention to the thoughts that swing
                                       E5        E5
through the rhythm of the beat of our wings
C#5                                      D5
Give yourself a little to artificial spring
                     E5       E5
You don?t need to believe in everything you?ve seen...

( B5  A5 )

                        B5
And now you?re here to rise this blues
               G5
Regardless of my dirty shoes...