Fran Bow Finding Mr Midnight

	  		
D#m                      B 
I've seen a world unlike any you’ve seen, 
        G#                          Bb 
full of creatures who’ve been in my dreams~ 


D#m                    B 
I know a pain like you wouldn’t believe, 
         G#                   Bb 
one that rips me apart at the seams! 


B                        D#m 
“Take your pills, Fran!” 

“Just lie still, Fran!” 
B                 Bb 
Is that dead girl me? 


D#m 
“Fran Bow!” “Fran Bow!” 
B 
“None of this is real!” 
        G# 
So they tell me. Shall we 
Bb 
see what these reveal? 



I hear 
D#m 
Itward’s whispers 
B 
echo in my mind… 
       G#              Bb ~stop~ 
It’s a perfect time to die 

Finding Mr. Midnight. 


D#m                              B 
I’ve seen the end of a number of lives; 
      G#                   Bb 
And I wonder if I caused a few… 
D#m               B 
Am I ghost? Is my heart made of wood? 
        G#                           B 
Is that blood on my hands from me or you? 


B              D#m 
I hear voices… 

All these noises… 
B              Bb 
Are my choices gone? 


D#m  
“Fran Bow!” “Fran Bow!” 
B 
“Puppet on a string!” 
        G# 
You can taunt me, haunt me- 
Bb  
It won’t change a thing. 



Because 
D#m 
Itward’s whispers 
B 
echo in my mind… 
       G#              Bb ~stop~ 
It’s a perfect time to die 

Finding Mr. Midnight. 


B           Bb 
Every memory 
D#m          F# B 
is a mystery or lie… 
G#                  
Tears well from the 
B           Bb 
blood in my eyes… 


D#m 
“Fran Bow! Fran Bow!” 
B 
“How’d your parents die?” 
          G# 
You won’t trust me; just be- 
Bb 
-ware the shadow’s lies. 


        D#m  
He’ll surround you, drown you! 
B 
Bury you alive! But you’ll 
G# 
shake him, break him 
Bb 
each time you survive. 



So let 

D#m 
Itward’s whispers 
B 
echo in my mind… 
       G#              Bb ~stop~ 
It’s a perfect time to die 

Finding Mr. Midnight.