Accords et paroles Audience Of One Rise Against

Audience Of One

Rise Against

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   {Intro}
<u>Db(add2)</u>  <u>Ab</u>  <u>Bbm(add2)</u>  <u>Gb</u>
                         
{Verse}
  I can still remember
The words and what they meant
As we etched them with our fingers
In years of wet cement       
  The days blurred into each other
Though everything seemed clear
We cruised along at half speed
But then we shifted gears    
We ran like vampires from a thousand burning sons
But even   then we should have stayed
{Chorus}
But we ran away.......
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway.....
But what are we running from?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone?
{Verse}
Identities assume us as nine and five add up
Synchronizing watches to the seconds that we lost
I looked up and saw you I know that you saw me
We froze but for a moment in empathy
I brought down the sky for you but all you did was shrug
You gave my emptiness away
{Chorus}
But you ranaway
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway
But what are we running from?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone?
{Instrumental}
<u>Dbsus4/Bb</u>  <u>Dbsus4/Gb</u>   
<u>Dbsus4/Bb</u>  <u>Dbsus4/Gb</u>   
           
{Bridge}
We?re all ok until the day we?re not
The surface shines while the in....side rots
We raced the sunset and we al...most won
We slammed the brakes but the whee..ls  
went on...........                                  
{Chorus}
We ran away
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway
But what are we running from?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone?

Audience Of One

Rise Against