Years

Артист: Sarah Reeves1879
F#m  D  A  E
Verse:
                  F#m                                D
Been the darkest and wildest of lonely’s
              A/C#                                    E
Need a touch need somebody to hold me
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Cause the weight of the world’s getting heavy 
                   A/C#    E
on my shoulders

Pre chorus:
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And the hardest part is they say the heart 
               A                           E
grows fonder with the distance 
                  F#m                          D
feels like you’re as far as the furthest star, 
                      A                      E
but we’re stronger every minute 

Chorus:
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These are the days we’ll talk about for years and years 
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Raising our glasses full of all our tears cheers 
              F#m                                      D
To the fight that we won with our hands tied
                  A                                    E
To the nights that we turned into sunrise 
 F#m                                 D                         A/C#      E
These are the days we’ll talk about for years and years

Verse 2:
Miss the sound of the planes flying over 
Every clock on the wall ticking slower
What a story we’ll tell when we’re older 
When we’re older 

Pre chorus:
               F#m                          D
And the hardest part is they say the heart 
              A/C#                          E
grows fonder with the distance
                   F#m                         D
feels like you’re as far as the furthest star, 
                      A/C#               E
but we’re stronger every minute 

Chorus:
   F#m                                  D                      A/C#       E
These are the days we’ll talk about for years and years 
  F#m                        D                      A/C#    E
Raising our glasses full of all our tears cheers 
              F#m                                      D
To the fight that we won with our hands tied
                  A                                    E
To the nights that we turned into sunrise 
 F#m                                 D                         A/C#      E
These are the days we’ll talk about for years and years

F#m  D  A/C#  E
Bridge:
     F#m                   E
New York City’s empty streets 
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London’s singing from balconies 
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Hold my loved ones close to me 
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Throw my feelings to the sky 
C#m                      D
Breathing in the air tonight 
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Reach my hands out close my eyes

F#m                        E
Here’s to every high and low 
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Here’s to holding on to hope 
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Here’s to never letting go 


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