verse 1
Am F C G Dm F
Does it bother you? The stories untold, unheard of?
C Am F C Em F
All these lives lived, and no one knows. Silent walkers.
Am C Dm F Fm C
This world is full, yet still filling. So many stories.
Am F C G Cm G C G7
Yet we only know a few words. We are blind to the chapters.
Am F C G Dm F
Billions of books, and we just keep writing for blind eyes.
C Am F C Em F
There's music unheard, melodies unplayed and tunes unsung.
Am C Dm F Fm C
What is a library for if not to be browsed? We are oblivious.
F C G Fm C
Does it bother anyone that we speak to a dead audience?
Fm C Em Cm
The glass is poured, filled and then drunk.
G Am
Empty lies the bottle upon the floor.
Bbm C
Every man his own brewer of his wine
Fm C Em Cm
Until at last his orchard dries.
G Am
His bottles will dry and crack,
Eb D
And no one will know his taste.
F#m Fm
His glass will shatter to deaf ears,
Cm C
And his brew will go to waste. 
verse 2
Am F C G Dm F
We plug into the world, but we read so little, hear so little.
C Am F C Em F
So much music, so little time. Bookshelves untouched, drowned in dust.
Am C Dm F Fm C
Too much time spent on our 9 to 5's, and nothing left for the unheard composers.
Am F C G Cm G C G7
We all have dreams, some broken, some dead and abandoned. So few achieved.
Am F C G Dm F
Like nightmares we walk, afraid and abandoned. Closed off and sheltered.
C Am F C Em F
The only eyes that read us are our own, the mirrors our biggest fans.
Am C Dm F Fm C
Maybe it's time that we slow down and take time to read something new.
F C G Fm C
Time to ask a question, meaningless but full of potential.
Fm C Em Cm
The glass is poured, filled and then drunk.
G Am
Empty lies the bottle upon the floor.
Bbm C
Every man his own brewer of his wine
Fm C Em Cm
Until at last his orchard dries.
G Am
His bottles will dry and crack,
Eb D
And no one will know his taste.
F#m Fm
His glass will shatter to deaf ears,
Cm C
And his brew will go to waste.
Verse: 3
Am F C G Dm F
Ask a stranger about their story, and maybe they'll read you a chapter.
C Am F C Em F
Millions of songs and we confine ourselves to our favorite playlists.
Am C Dm F Fm C
Does it scare anyone else that the most important people to us
Am F C G Cm G C G7
Came into our lives by chance? A stranger turned lover by chance?
Am F C G Dm F
The monster under our beds is fate, the most terrifying of all myths.
C Am F F C Em F
Sometimes kind, other times cruel. Possibly caring, maybe deceitful.
Am C Dm F Fm C
The one diety we cannot turn our backs to, everlasting control.
F C G Fm C
Unless we take time to read new lines, taste new flavors.
Fm C Em Cm
The glass is poured, filled and then drunk.
G Am
Empty lies the bottle upon the floor.
Bbm C
Every man his own brewer of his wine
Fm C Em Cm
Until at last his orchard dries.
G Am
His bottles will dry and crack,
Eb D
And no one will know his taste.
F#m Fm
His glass will shatter to deaf ears,
Cm C
And his brew will go to waste.
Verse: 4
Am F C F
Fate is a wild card, unreadable and powerful.
C Am F C Em F
One small change, one small decision can change the world.
Am C Dm F C
Is anyone else afraid of the endless variables, the constant uncertanty?
Am C Cm G C G7
This fear captivates me and yet I cannot tear my eyes away.
Outro
C F
Put down your pens, and pick up a book.
Em Am
Close your books and read something new.
Dm
Find a new glass to drink from.
Gm Fadd9 Em7 G C
Open your ears, your eyes, your heart and mind.
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