The Queenstons - Our Special Place

      [Intro]
Eb F G x2

[Verse 1]
G
A man atop the roof, after climbing high
G
Looking back down at the vines that scaled as years passed by
G
A woman lights a fire from the bottom of the greens
G
The man begins to panic, and jumps while he screams

[Pre Chorus]
Eb            F             G
This place is nowhere after all
Eb            F             G
This place is nowhere after all

[Chorus]
Gm                 Eb
As I seep into the blackest void of all
Bb              F     F#dim
    I'm nothing; I am no one
Gm                     Eb
As I sleep I hear them creeping down the hall
Bb                  F        F#dim
    They're nothing; they're all gone

[Post Chorus]
Bb                  Eb
But it's okay to be afraid
            F             
When you're staring face-to-face
     F#dim               D
with time that's gone to waste

[Verse 2]
G
A man walks on the clouds, after soaring high
G
Looking back down at the mountains reaching for the sky
G
A woman cries her eyes out just to fill the clouds with grey
G
As the man falls down to Earth, people swear they hear him say

[Pre Chorus]
Eb            F             G
This place is nowhere after all
Eb            F             G
This place is nowhere after all

[Chorus]
Gm                 Eb
As I seep into the blackest void of all
Bb              F     F#dim
    I'm nothing; I am no one
Gm                     Eb
As I sleep I hear them creeping down the hall
Bb                  F        F#dim
    They're nothing; they're all gone

[Post Chorus 2]
Bb                  Eb
But it's okay to be afraid
            F             
When you're staring face-to-face
     F#dim               D
with time that's gone to waste
Bb                    Eb
And it's okay to hide away
   F                       F#dim        D
To overcome the fears that ruin all the days

[Chorus] x3
Gm                 Eb
As I seep into the blackest void of all
Bb              F     F#dim
    I'm nothing; I am no one
Gm                     Eb
As I sleep I hear them creeping down the hall
Bb                  F        F#dim
    They're nothing; they're all gone