Anberlin

^Bm Don't try to wake me up
Even ^A if the sun really does come out tomor ^Bm row
^Bm Don't believe anything you say
Any ^A more, in the morn, in the morning
^Bm Bricks to this old house are breaking
^A Steel would have weathered but now forlorning
^Bm It's alarming how loud the silence ^A screams
^A No warn, no warn, no warning
^Bm Addictions fill the table where the family used to ^A sit
^A And conversate, Conversate to the s ^Bm ounds
^Bm To the sounds of a record player
^A With it's jumping needle and the lights that grow dim over t ^Bm ime
(Chorus)
^Bm With d ^D owncast e ^A yes
^A There's more to living than being al ^Bm ive
^Bm With d ^D owncast e ^A yes
^A There's more to living than being al ^Bm ive
(Verse 2)
A ^Bm re you where you thought you'd be
S ^A o beautiful and only twenty-three
O ^Bm pposition rests in the hearts
With ^A no, with no, with no opportunity
I ^Bm t's not that we don't talk
It ^A 's just no one really listens and honesty fades
L ^Bm ike a politician lost in the course
Al ^A l smiles and no one remembers our n ^Bm ames
(Chorus) x2
^Bm Don't try to wake me up
Even ^A if the sun really does come out tomor ^Bm row
^Bm Don't believe anything I say
Anym ^A ore, in the morn, in the morning
(Chorus) x2