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e|--11-9----------------11-9----------|
B|9------9-7-7-9------9------9-7------|
G|------------------------------6-----|
D|------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------|
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Am C D
Am
The lights still in our eyes,
C
We're leaving this old fairground behind,
D
It's a dream that's growing cold.
Am
The circus never dies,
C
The act forever haunts these skies,
D
I know we cannot stay.
F G Am Em G
Farewell to the fairground, these rides aren't working any more.
F G Am Em G
Goodbye to this dead town, until the ice begins to thaw.
Am C D
Am
This place used to gleam,
C
I'd see it in my hopeful dreams,
D
Now I have to get away.
Am
We move towards the stars,
C
And all that we touch becomes ours,
D
Let's keep warm til it's day.
F G Am Em G
Farewell to the fairground, these rides aren't working any more.
F G Am Em G
Goodbye to this dead town, until the ice begins to thaw.
F G Am
We'll head south just hold my hand now,
Em G
I feel like I'm casting off my clothes,
F G Am
And I'm running through the snow towards the sunset,
Em G
And I'm always with you
C G Am X2
C
Keep on running, keep keep on running
G Am
There's no place like home, there's no place like home. x4
C
Keep on running, keep keep on running
Dm Em
There's no place like home, there's no place like home. x2
F G Am Em G
Farewell to the fairground, these rides aren't working any more.
F G Am Em G
Goodbye to this dead town, until the ice begins to thaw.
F G Am
We'll head south just hold my hand now,
Em G
I feel like I'm casting off my clothes,
F G Am
And I'm running through the snow towards the sunset,
Em G
And I'm always with you
F G Am Em G
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