Tone: [F]
Intro:
[F] [C] [Dm] [Bb] [C] [Dm]
[F] [C] [Dm] [A] [Bb] [Bb] [C] [F]
Verse 1:
The s[F]sun is rising up h[C]half the [Dm]way.
[Bb]I never thought I’d[C]I’d see the [Dm]day.
The[F] moon is crumbling but[C] that’s o[Dm]kay-[A]ay-[Bb]ay.
[Bb]I never thought I’d s[C]see the d[F]day.
The s[F]ea is bubbling be[C]yond the s[Dm]hore.
[Bb]I can’t quite tell what I’m ho[C]hoping f[Dm]for.
D[F]ive out of nothing and in[C]to m[Dm]ore-o[A]re-o[Bb]re.
B[Bb]ut I can’t quite tell what I’m ho[C]ping f[F]or.
Chorus:
S[F]omehow, maybe n[A]ow, I'll f[Bb]ind the wo[F]rds to s[Bb]ay.
Never th[Dm]thought I'd see the d[Bb]day.
Instrumental:
[F] [C] [Dm] [Bb] [C] [Dm]
[F] [C] [Dm] [A] [Bb] [Bb] [C] [F]
Verse 2:
The sl[F]eeping slip has b[C]egun to f[Dm]ray.
[Bb]I never thought I'd s[C]see the d[Dm]day.
T[F]he pious hunter stops sta[C]lking p[Dm]ray-a[A]y-a[Bb]y.
[Bb]I never thought I'd s[C]see the d[F]day.
Spent [F]too much time writing a[C]all the l[Dm]lore.
[Bb]I can’t quite tell what I’m ho[C]hoping f[Dm]for.
[F]So I’ll live my life being s[C]o uns[Dm]ure-u[A]re-u[Bb]re.
[Bb]Cause I can’t quite tell what I’m ho[C]hoping f[F]for.
Chorus:
S[F]omehow maybe n[A]ow I'll f[Bb]ind the [F]words to[Bb] say.
Never th[Dm]thought I'd see the d[Bb]day. . .
Outro:
[F] [C] [Dm] [Bb] [C] [Dm]
[F] [C] [Dm] [A] [Bb] [Bb] [C] [F]
[F] [C] [Dm] [A] [Bb] [Bb] [C] [F]
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