Hundreds Of Ways

A What a thing to be a witness to the sunshine A What a dream to just be walking on the ground F#m E D A What a time to live among the ash and remnants of our love A E A It came before and Im still looking for that now A It took centuries to build these twisted cities A It took seconds to reduce them down to dust F#m E D A And all the tour guide could say was, "take your pictures folks, it's late. A E A Try your best to remember what was done." D Don't look so forlorn A Don't look so scared D Don't look so upset A This world was never fair E D There are hundreds of ways to get through the day E There are hundreds of ways D Now you just find one A A I used to think time was of the essence A Now I just wish I could get some sleep F#m E D A All these strange parades of sands the city makes when I lie down A E A Little explosions that set fire to my dreams A Sometimes I get mistaken for this actor A I guess I can see it from the side F#m E D A Maybe no one really seems to be the person that they mean to be A D A I hope I am forgotten when I die D Don't contradict me A Don't make me cross the line D If you feel threatened A its only cause I might E D But there are hundreds of ways to get through the day E D There are hundreds of ways to get through the day E Yes There are hundreds of ways D so you best find one A E D All my heroes they're all talk E running in circles D Some stopwatch some chaos E Love was the message D Full stop F#m E D We ramble on and on F#m E D We ramble on and on A I stole all the rhinestones outta of Carolina A Sold them out in bakersfield for cash F#m E D A The band shell got a band sound like an arcade in Japan A E A Blew all my quarters trying to get that feeling back A And now any sucker can turn boredom in to violence A a sociopath riding on a bus F#m E D A his irises are black from his novelty contacts A E A he looks around but he cant see the rest of us D A In my sunglasses don't mind the blinding light D yah its getting dark bro A but I've always loved the night E D But there are hundreds of ways to get through the day E D There are hundreds of ways to get through the day E D There are hundreds of ways to get through the day E D There are hundreds of ways to get through the day (You can play this chord to mimic the horns here F#m(9th fret barchord)) E E E E ^ E There are hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of ways to get though the day D Just find one