G               C     G      C          G               G
Now that you’re gone things don’t seem the same
                            C  G                        G
I may just have to give them different names
D
Like soaking wet blanket for the sky
        G       C      G
And faded black stars for your eyes

G C G C G C G
Middle ArrArr…

G                            C              G
Now that you’re gone things don’t look the same
                     C        G
As if the picture’s found another frame
D
Memories alone must take care
    G            C      G
The wind doesn’t mess up your hair

G C G C G C G
Middle ArrArr…

G        C        G      D        C     G       G
Death is just the moment when the dying ends
G        C        G      D        C     G       G
Death is just the moment when the dying ends
G    C         G        G       C       G
When the dying ends