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The New Year

Parachute
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D-DU-UDU
I'm  sick of cleaning up the mess you left behind
way  to start the new year!]
On  my hands and knees and cleaning up the dirt and grime
way  to start the new year!]
I'm  sick of holding both ends of the tightrope
Cause  when you fall all that's left  is old high hopes for
me.  Stretched thin, to the end, trying to keep it all in
 Oh, what a way  to start the new year!
 Won't you say that it's alright?
 Won't you tell me it's okay?
 Because there's...
Three  hundred and sixty-four  more days
I  might be smiling  but you'll never  even hear  me say
 That I like  it in  the shadows
 Counting down to zero  just to start again
 Oh what a way  to start the new year
Don't  get me wrong, I hate this holiday
way  to start the new year!]
On  my hands and knees, choosing  what I have to say
way  to start the new year!]
I  never realized it could mean  so much
 Just to go  to bed later when we have  to get up all the same,
 And we  scream and clap for the end  of what was and what  we've become, oh...
Won't  you say that it's alright?
Won't  you tell me it's okay?
 'Cause we have...
Three  hundred and sixty-four  more days
I  might be smiling  but you'll never  even hear  me say
 That I like  it in  the shadows
 Counting down to zero  just to start again
 Oh what a way  to start the new year
 Was it really that bad?
 And could it be better?
 Well, I don't know,
 But with you  I still have hope
 That this...  could be...  oh, my year!
 Three hundred and sixty-four  more days,
 One million chances  left to find  you and to see  your face
 Making light  out of  my shadows,  finally get to zero
 And maybe we'll both say,  that we have...
Three  hundred and sixty-four  more days
 One million chances  left to find  you and to see  your face
 Making light  out of  my shadows,  finally get to zero
 And maybe we'll both say
 "Oh, what a way  to start the new year!"

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Readable chord sheet for The New Year by Parachute

[G]   [C]

[G]   [C]

[G]I'm sick of cleaning up the mess you left be[Em]hind
[Oh, what a [C]way to start the new year!]
[G]On my hands and knees and cleaning up the dirt and grime[Em]
[Oh, what a [C]way to start the new year!]

[G]I'm sick of holding both ends of the tightrope
[Em]Cause when you fall all that's [C]left is old high hopes for
[G]me.  Stretched thin, to the end, trying to keep it all [Em]in
Oh, what a [C]way to start the new year!

[D] Won't you say that it's al[Am]right?
[D] Won't you tell me it's [C]okay?

Because there's...
[G]Three hundred and [D]sixty-[C]four more [G]days
[G]I might be [G]smiling but you'll [D]never even [C]hear me [Em]say
That I [Em]like it [Em/D]in the [C]shadows
Counting down to [Em]zero just to start [C]again
Oh what a [D]way to start the new year

[G]  [C]  [G]  [C]

[G]Don't get me wrong, I hate this holi[Em]day
[What a [C]way to start the new year!]
[G]On my hands and knees, [G]choosing what I have to sa[Em]y
[What a [C]way to start the new year!]
[G]I never realized it could [G]mean so much
Just to [Em]go to bed later when we [C]have to get up all the [G]same,
And we[G] scream and clap for the [Em]end of what was and [C]what we've become, oh...

[D]Won't you say that it's al[Am]right?
[D]Won't you tell me it's [C]okay?

'Cause we have...
[G]Three hundred and [D]sixty-[C]four more [G]days
[G]I might be [G]smiling but you'll [D]never even [C]hear me [Em]say
That I [Em]like it i[Em/D]n the s[C]hadows
Counting down to [Em]zero just to start a[C]gain
Oh what a [D]way to start the new year

[Am]   [Bm]   [C]  Was it really that [Em]bad?
[Am]      [C]  And could it be [Em]better?
[Am]        Well, I don't [Bm]know,
But with [C]you I still have [C]hope
That [Am]this... could [C]be... oh, my year[G]!

Three hundred and [D]sixty-[C]four more [G]days,
One million [G]chances left to [D]find you and to [C]see your fa[Em]ce
Making [Em]light out [Em/D]of my [C]shadows, finally get to [Em]zero
And maybe we'll both [C]say,  [D] that we have...

[G]Three hundred and [D]sixty-[C]four more [G]days
One million [G]chances left to [D]find you and to [C]see your fa[Em]ce
Making [Em]light out [Em/D]of my [C]shadows, finally get to [Em]zero
And maybe we'll both [C]say
"Oh, what a [D]way to start the new ye[G]ar!"

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