Almost Spent

	  		                           Bsus4              F# 
                   wave goodbye to the good old days 
                               Bsus4           F# 
                       and wonder where they went. 
                           Bsus4                F# 
               check your watches and grab your coats, 
                                Bsus4          E/F# 
                    for the century is almost spent. 
                            Bsus4              F# 
               stand in the hall and bid your farewell, 
                                Bsus4         F# 
                         get ready for the cold. 
                            Bsus4                 F# 
              it's the witching hour, it's pumpkin time 
                             Bsus4             E/F# 
                    and the stories are being told. 
 
                                         G#m 
                    and you're plotting and scheming 
                             B        C#m     Em 
                          and dreaming the end. 
 
                             F#                B 
                       where are the real people, 
                                 G#m         E 
                          the people for change? 
                            F#                B 
                 the century could pass and we'd party 
                           C#m               E      F# 
               but the world cries out to dance again. 
 
             Bsus4                    F#                   
            it's like a wave and it's builidng out there, 
                          Bsus4               F# 
                          heading for the shore. 
              Bsus4                   F#                 
              knuckles whiten, the knots are tightened, 
                          Bsus4                 E/F# 
                     the time and tide of the poor. 
 
                           D                   Am 
                       let's all meet by the sea, 
                                 C                 D 
               and watch the sun go down on 100 years. 
                            D                 Am 
                          the tide is drawing in 
                                  C                   D 
            and it's time to listen to a world of tears. 
 
                           Bsus4              F# 
                     like a fever; a blinding fire, 
                        Bsus4                   F# 
                     a world hidden from our eyes. 
             Bsus4                      F#                
            the century will pass, so strong and silent, 
                      Bsus4                     E/F# 
                     don't let its call be denied.