Am Am6 F There'll come a time when all of us must leave here E Then nothing sister Mary can do Am Will keep me here with you Am Am6 F As nothing in this life that I've been trying E Am Could equal or surpass the art of dying E Am Do you believe me? There'll come a time when all your hopes are fading When things that seemed so very plain Become an awful pain Searching for the truth among the lying And answered when you've learned the art of dying Are you still with me? A Dm But if you want it Ddim Am Then you must find it A Dm But when you have it Ddim Am There'll be no need for it There'll come a time when most of us return here Brought back by our desire to be A perfect entity Living through a million years of crying Until you've realised the art of dying Can you believe me? | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Am Am6 Ddim Dm E F |