C         G      Em    D            
I   was left  to my   own  de-v-i-c-e-s
     C          G           Em           D    
Many  days fell  away with    nothing to  show
        C           G             
And the  walls kept  tumbling down
       Em          D            
In the   city that  we l-o-v-e-d
      C            G              
Great  clouds roll  over the hills
         Em         D              
Bringing   darkness  from a-b-o-v-e
                 C          
But if you close  your eyes,
               G         
Does it almost  feel like
        Em        D       
Nothing   changed  at all?
                 C          
And if you close  your eyes,
               G         
Does it almost  feel like
       Em          D       
You've   been here  before?
    C              G            D           
How  am I gonna be  an optimist  about this?
    C              G            D           
How  am I gonna be  an optimist  about this?
   C               G                D            
We  were caught up  and lost in all  of our vices
       C                 G        D         
In your pose as the dust  settles  around us
        C           G             
And the  walls kept  tumbling down
       Em          D            
In the   city that  we l-o-v-e-d
      C            G              
Great  clouds roll  over the hills
         Em         D              
Bringing   darkness  from a-b-o-v-e
                 C          
But if you close  your eyes,
               G         
Does it almost  feel like
        Em        D       
Nothing   changed  at all?
                 C          
And if you close  your eyes,
               G         
Does it almost  feel like
       Em          D       
You've   been here  before?
    C              G            D           
How  am I gonna be  an optimist  about this?
    C              G            D           
How  am I gonna be  an optimist  about this?
   C         G         
Oh  where do  we begin?
    Em          D         
The   rubble or  our sins?
   C         G         
Oh  where do  we begin?
    Em          D         
The   rubble or  our sins?
        C           G             
And the  walls kept  tumbling down
       Em          D            
In the   city that  we l-o-v-e-d
      C            G              
Great  clouds roll  over the hills
         Em         D              
Bringing   darkness  from a-b-o-v-e
                 C          
But if you close  your eyes,
               G         
Does it almost  feel like
        Em        D       
Nothing   changed  at all?
                 C          
And if you close  your eyes,
               G         
Does it almost  feel like
       Em          D       
You've   been here  before?
    C              G            D           
How  am I gonna be  an optimist  about this?
    C              G            D           
How  am I gonna be  an optimist  about this?