East

Sleeping at Last

Transposer:

verse 1 i set out to rule the world with only a paper shield and a wooden sword. no mountain dare stand in my way even the oceans tremble in my wake. the tide is brave but always retreats. even the sand it cowers under my feet. my kingdom towers above it all while i sleep safe and sound in my cardboard walls. Chorus    now i bear little resemblance to the king i once was. i bear little resemblance to the king i could become. maybe paper is paper maybe kids will be kids Lord i want to remember how to feel like i did. verse 2 so i draw my sword with the morning sun   i summon the moon as soon as the day is done. the clouds march on on my command. even the rain it falls according to plan. the trees bow down and give their leaves. i humbly accept their offerings of peace. I dont know the chords for this part Bridge the years wore on and changed my heart the leading role for a smaller part.  now i bear little resemblance to the king i once was. i bear little resemblance to the king i could become. maybe paper is paper maybe kids will be kids Lord i want to remember how to feel like i did.  ?cause i bear little resemblance to the king i once was. i bear little resemblance to the king i could become. maybe paper is paper maybe kids will be kids Lord i want to remember how to feel like i did. i set out to rule the world with only a paper shield and a wooden sword.

Du même artiste :

empty heart empty heart

Six

Em, D, G, C, Am, Cm, Bm, Gmaj7, D7, Dm, B, G7, Am7
empty heart empty heart C, Am, G, F, Dm
empty heart empty heart G, D, A, Em
empty heart empty heart Em, C, B, Bm, Am, G, D
empty heart empty heart Eb, Gm, F, Bb, Dm, Cm, Ebmaj7, C, F9, Am7, G, Am, Em, D, E, E7
empty heart empty heart Em7, D, G
empty heart empty heart B, E, F#, G#m
empty heart empty heart C, D, G/B, Am, F, G, C/E
empty heart empty heart E, Dbm, G#m, A, B
Cette chanson évoque la nostalgie de la jeunesse et l'ambition juvénile de conquérir le monde, même avec des moyens dérisoires. Le protagoniste se souvient de ses rêves grandioses, de sa force intérieure et de l'imagination qui l'animait, contrastant avec la réalité de l'âge adulte, où il se sent éloigné de ce roi qu'il était autrefois. Chaque matin, il tente de retrouver cette magie, de revivre ces instants où la simplicité des choses l'inspirait encore. Les paroles reflètent une quête de reconnection avec ses émotions d'antan, tout en acceptant les changements que le temps a apportés.