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All We Are Is History

Songs Of Trees
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
I  open up  my eyes to  see,
You  open  up your arms  to me.
 Lift
 And I can feel  from the way you hold me,
That  your somewhere  else,
 You're leafing  through my pages,
 Leaving me  up on the shelf
 Pre Chorus
How  long will this  go on,
Before  you leave.
 We squander  invaluable time,
 Drifting on a cloudy  sea,
Aimlessly,
 And ponder  the nursery rhyme,
 Feeling like/that we might  be free,
Thoughtlessly,
Eyes  wide open never  to see,
No  future,
 All we are is history.
 I open up a heart for sale,
 But open up the door as well.
 Lift2
 And if you leave please just leave,
 And don't pretend that it's just you.
 I'm finishing this chapter,
 So I can start a new.
 How long will this go on,
 'Till I'm alone.
 We squander invaluable time,
 Thinking that we hold the key,
 Foolishly,
 And wander, through life in design,
 Dressed up like a Christmas tree,
 Shamelessly,
 The tragedy, the comedy,
 No future,
 All we are is history.

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Readable chord sheet for All We Are Is History by Songs Of Trees

[A]  [E]  [F#m]  [D]
[A]  [E]  [F#m]  [D]
[E]  [E7]

[Bm]I open [D]up my eyes to[Em] see,[Emadd9]         [Em]

[Bm]You ope[D]n up your arm[Em]s to [Emadd9]me.      [Em/G]

Lift
And I can [A]feel from the way you hold me,

[D]That your some[E7]where else,

You're [A]leafing through my pages,

Leaving [D]me up on the [E]shelf

Pre Chorus
[F#m]How long will [E]this go on,

[F#m]Before you lea[E7]ve.

We [A]squander invaluable [E]time,

Drifting on a [F#m]cloudy sea,

[D]Aimlessly,

And [A]ponder the nursery [E]rhyme,

Feeling like/that we [F#m]might be free,

[D]Thoughtlessly,

[E]Eyes wide open [F#m]never to see,

[D]No future,

All we are is [A]history.

I open up a heart for sale,
But open up the door as well.

Lift2
And if you leave please just leave,
And don't pretend that it's just you.

I'm finishing this chapter,
So I can start a new.

How long will this go on,
'Till I'm alone.

We squander invaluable time,
Thinking that we hold the key,
Foolishly,
And wander, through life in design,
Dressed up like a Christmas tree,
Shamelessly,
The tragedy, the comedy,
No future,
All we are is history.

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