PROPS GO TO: Ashley Blanchard

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Daylight turns to moonlight - and I'm at my best
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Praising the way it all works - gazing upon the rest
   Dmaj7
The cool before the warm
   Amaj7
The calm after the storm
   Dmaj7
The cool before the warm
   Amaj7
The calm after the storm
E/G#     Em/F#  D/F#       Bm7               E7
I wish to stay forever - letting this be my food
             Bm7              E7
Oh, but I'm caught up in a whirlwind
       C#7             D      E
And my ever changing moods - Yeah

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Bitter turns to sugar - some call a passive tune
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But the day things turn sweet - for me won't be too soon
   Dmaj7
The hush before the silence
    Amaj7
The winds after the blast
   Dmaj7
The hush before the silence
    Amaj7
The winds after the blast
E/G#       Em/F#   D/F#          Bm7              E7
I wish we'd move together - this time the bosses sued
           Bm7                 E7
But we're caught up in the wilderness
       C#7            D      E
And an ever changing mood

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Teardrops turn to children - who've never had the time
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To commit the sins they pay for through - another's evil mind
   Dmaj7
The love after the hate
    Amaj7
The love we leave too late
   Dmaj7
The love after the hate
   Amaj7
The love we leave too late
E/G#       Em/F#    D/F#            Bm7          E7
I wish we'd wake up one day - an' everyone feel moved
            Bm7              E7
But we're caught up in the dailies
       C#7            D      E
And an ever changing mood

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Evil turns to statues - and masses form a line
Bm7             Amaj7            Bm7              Amaj7
But I know wich way I'd run to - if the choice was mine
   Dmaj7
The past is knowledge
     Amaj7
The present our mistake
        Dmaj7
And the future
          Amaj7
We always leave to late
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I wish we'd come to our senses and see there is no truth
    Bm7                     E7
In those who promote the confusion
         C#7            D      E
For this ever changing mood.



Long Live The God Of Mod


Ashley James Blanchard