Gm Fsus4 F Here, are my place and time A# D# D7 Gm And here in my own skin, I can finally begin Fsus4 F Let the century pass me by A# D# D7 Gm Standing under night sky, tomorrow means nothing I Was only a child then Feeling barely alive when I heard the song from the speaker of a passing car Been praying to a dying star The memory's fading I can almost remember singing La la-la la-la la-la La-la la-la la-la la-la We Watched the end of the century Compressed on a tiny screen A dead star collapsing and we could see Something was ending Are you through pretending We saw the signs in the suburbs? You Could never predict it That it could see through you Kasparov, Deep Blue, 1996 Your mind's playing tricks now Show is over so take a bow We're living in the shadows of the La la-la la-la la-la Oh, la la-la la-la la-la, ooo Gm F Hey, put the cellphone down for a while A# In the night there is something wild D# D7 Can you hear it breathing? Gm F And hey, put the laptop down for a while A# In the night there is something wild D# D7 Gm I feel it, it's leaving me | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# D# D7 F Fsus4 Gm |