• Song:

    Boiled Frogs

  • Artist:

    City And Colour

Drop D5

E5
Old man sits at his desk
One year from retirement,
G5
And he's up for review
Not quite sure what to do
D5
Each passing year
The workload grows

E5                 D5          G5            G5   E5
I'm always wishing, I'm always wishing too late
E5
For things to come my way
D5                    G5   G5  E5   A5
It always ends up the same
E5                  D5                   G5    E5
I must be missing, I must be missing the point
E5                    D5           G5           G5   E5   A5
Your signal fades away and all I'm left with is noise


G5                                 E5
So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
                    G5                                   E5
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life


E5
Poor little tin man still swinging his axe,
G5                D5
Even though his joints are clogged with rust
E5                    D5 
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away
E5                  D5      G5
Safe in monotony, (so safe), day after day
E5                    D5          G5      G5   E5
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away
E5                              D5                G5            G5 E5  A5
Cold wind blows off the lake, and I know for sure that it's too late


G5                                       E5
So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
                    G5                                    E5
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life


G5                                       E5
So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
                    G5                                    E5
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life
                  G5                                       E5
Between the light and shallow waves is where I'm going to die
    G5     A5   E5
So, wait up for me   (x3)
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