D In every movie I watch from the '50s there's only one thought Gmaj7 that swirls around my head now D and that's that everyone there on the screen, yeah, everyone there Gmaj7 on the screen, well, they're all dead now, they're all dead now. D And it ain't easy living above and I can't help but keep falling in love Gmaj7 Bm A with bones and ashes, with bones and ashes. D And when the color is too bold and bright I'm daydreaming in black and white Gmaj7 Bm A until it passes, until it passes. Chorus: Bm Em D G I wanna know the measure from here to forever. Bm Em D G And I wanna feel the pressure of God or whatever. Oh, these days, it's so hard to relax You gotta hold a gun to my back to make me smile To make me smile And the only way I seem to cope Is by trying to hold on to hope if just for a while If just for a while Chorus: I wanna know the measure from here to forever And I wanna feel the pressure of God or whatever Now it seems more than ever there's no hands on the levers And I wanna feel the pressure of God or whatever A G A G Only rollers keep rolling while the searchers keep scrolling. Chorus: I wanna know the measure from here to forever And I wanna feel the pressure of God or whatever Now it seems more than ever there's no hands on the levers And I wanna feel the pressure of God or whatever Or whatever | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D Em G Gmaj7 Gmaj Bm |