As The Footsteps Die Out Forever
Catch 22Version1
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D-DU-UDU
She was diagnosed on a Friday,
The kids were almost home,
The kids were on their way back home from school,
Lying face down in the gutter,
Of unaccomplished dreams,
And broken memories of things to come.
"Sorry ma'am, I really am. I had to break the news.
I had to make the phone call to tell you that you're due,
You know where, I'll tell you when,
And I suggest you start living these next three weeks,
The best way that you can."
Every night for three long weeks,
Shed roam the hallways half asleep,
And as the footsteps fade away,
In my mind, I could swear, I could swear, I heard her say:
Don't wait for me, youve got a lot to do, youve got a lot to be,
And in the end maybe, I'll see you there.
Lost strength on a Saturday,
Spent the day in bed
"yeah, I'm fine. it's just the flu", she said with a smile
But when they turned their backs, the tears would flow
She knew she only had a while
To live (to breath)
To be (to see)
To bleed, to stand
On her own two weakened feet
And so I pray everyday
"Don't take my moher away"-
Chorus again 1 strum down
Ends on D
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Readable chord sheet for As The Footsteps Die Out Forever by Catch 22
[D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] She was[D] diagnosed on a [A]Friday, The [G]kids were almost home, The [E]kids were on their w[G]ay back home from s[D]chool, Lying face down in the [A]gutter, Of u[G]naccomplished dreams, And [E]broken memorie[G]s of things to c[D]ome. "Sorry ma'am, I really [A]am. I had to break the news. I h[G]ad to make the phone call to [E]tell you that you're [G]due, You know [D]where, I'll tell you [A]when, And I sug[G]gest you start living these [E]next three weeks, The [G]best way that you can." [D]Every night for th[A]ree long weeks, [G] Shed roam the hallways [E]half aslee[D]p, And as the f[A]ootsteps fade away, In my m[G]ind, I could swear, I could sw[E]ear, I heard her say: D[G]on't wait for [A]me, youve got a lot to [D]do, youve got a lot to [E]be, [G] And in the e[A]nd maybe, I'll see you there. [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] Lost strength on a [A]Saturday, [G]Spent the day in bed "y[E]eah, I'm fin[G]e. it's just the flu", she sa[D]id with a sm[A]ile But wh[G]en they turned their backs, the tears would fl[E]ow [G] She knew she only had a wh[D]ile To live (to b[A]reath) To be (to s[G]ee) To bleed, to s[E]tand [G] On her own two weakened f[D]eet And so I p[A]ray everyda[G]y "Don't t[E]ake my moher aw[G]ay"- [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] [D] [A] [G] [E] [G] Chorus again 1 strum down Ends on D