Tone: [C]
Verse 1
[Am]When will [C]I f[F]feel t[C]this
As v[G]vivid [Am]as it [F]truly [C]is,
[Am]Fall in l[C]love in a si[F]single [C]touch,
And fa[G]ll a[Am]part when it h[F]urts too m[C]uch?
Verse 2
[Am]Can we skip p[C]ast near-d[F]eath cli[C]chés
Where my h[G]eart rest[Am]arts, as my l[F]ife rep[C]lays?
[Am]All I wa[C]nt is to f[F]lip a s[C]witch
Before so[G]mething br[Am]eaks that cann[F]ot be fi[C]xed.
Chorus 1
I k[F]know, I [Am]know - the si[C]rens s[F]ound
[F]Just b[Am]before the [C]walls come d[G]down.
Pain is a [F]well-in[Am]tentioned w[C]eather[F]man
Pred[F]Predicting [Am]God as b[C]best he [G]can,
But [F]God I w[Am]ant to f[G]eel ag[C]ain.
Intermediate 1
[Am] [C] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [C]
Verse 3
R[Am]ain or sh[C]ine, I don’t f[F]eel a t[C]hing,
Just some in[G]form[Am]ation u[F]pon my s[C]kin.
I miss the s[Am]ubtle a[C]ches when the we[F]ather c[C]hanged,
The barom[G]etric pr[Am]essure we al[F]ways b[C]lamed.
A[Am]ll I w[C]ant is to fl[F]ip a sw[C]itch
Before so[G]mething b[Am]reaks that cann[F]ot be f[C]ixed.
Intermediate 2
[F] [Am] [C] [F] [F] [Am] [C] [G]
Chorus 2
In[F]visi[Am]ble mac[C]hine[F]ry,
These m[F]moving [Am]parts ins[C]inside of [G]me
Well, they’ve been sh[F]utting d[Am]own for qu[C]ite some t[F]ime,
L[F]Leaving [Am]only ru[C]st be[G]hind.
Chorus 3
I k[F]know, I [Am]know - the si[C]rens s[F]ound
[F]Just b[Am]before the [C]walls come d[G]down.
Pain is a [F]well-in[Am]tentioned w[C]eather[F]man
Pred[F]Predicting [Am]God as b[C]best he [G]can,
But [F]God I w[Am]ant to f[G]eel ag[C]ain.
Oh G[F]od I wa[Am]nt to fe[G]el aga[C]in.
Outro
D[Am]own my ar[C]ms, a thousand s[F]atell[C]ites
Sudden[G]ly dis[Am]cover si[F]gns of l[C]ife.