Not the typical rifles tune, but nice and easy to strum on acoustic guitar
Em D Em D
G's gone, I'm thinkin' 'bout her
Em D C Em
While missin' her, I realise somethin' new
D Em D
We've had our last conversation
Em D C Em
Sorrow's now the nearest thing to you
D Em D
Walkin' through town
Em D C
All the bustle and the madness
Em D Em D
She'd look around
Em D C
All she saw was loss and sadness
G Em
She'd say that the past
G D
Was this moment escapin'?
G Em
She couldn't laugh
C Dsus2
No more pleasure for the takin', yeah
She'd say,
"It's a crime, and we're all victims,
Or is it just my worst fears comin' true?
It may be my imagination,
Do they really all know what to do?"
Walkin' through town
All the bustle and the madness
She'd look around
All she saw was loss and sadness
She'd say that the past
Was this moment escapin'?
She couldn't laugh
No more pleasure for the takin', yeah
Not every life's worth saving
One of your pearls has finally came true
Your letter said it all got too hard
Now we're left to go on without you
Walkin' through town
All the bustle and the madness
She'd look around
All she saw was loss and sadness
She'd say that the past
Was this moment escapin'?
She couldn't laugh
With no pleasure for the takin', yeah