[Intro]
F# F# F# F#
[Verse 1]
F#sus2 B F#
I never will stop grieving who we are when we are young
F#sus2 B F#
For my grandmother, her children, and who I never will become
F#sus2 B F# F#
For a feeling that is fading more each day I see the sun
B F#add9 F#
I never will stop grieving, grief is all I know of love
F#sus2 B F#
For grief is love run backwards, a great movie in reverse
B F#sus2
And knowing how it ends can give another something birth.
F# F#sus2 B F# F#
Gives another something terrible, great roots inside the earth
B F#add9 F# F#
Too late after it’s gone is when we finally weigh its worth.
[Chorus]
C# B F#
Like how my mother says that funerals have the timing down all wrong.
B F# F#sus2 C# C#
You say so much to a person, only after they are gone.
C# B F#
But grief is love run backwards so we love them better then
B F# F#sus2 C# C# C# C#
Yeah we love them with forgiveness, all because we know the end.
[Outro]
F# F#sus2 B F#
So I never will stop grieving, everything that’s yet to die.
B F# F#add9 F#
I think I love after I’m dead, and grieve while I’m alive.
[Intro]
F# F# F# F#
[Verse 1]
F#sus2 B F#
I never will stop grieving who we are when we are young
F#sus2 B F#
For my grandmother, her children, and who I never will become
F#sus2 B F# F#
For a feeling that is fading more each day I see the sun
B F#add9 F#
I never will stop grieving, grief is all I know of love
F#sus2 B F#
For grief is love run backwards, a great movie in reverse
B F#sus2
And knowing how it ends can give another something birth.
F# F#sus2 B F# F#
Gives another something terrible, great roots inside the earth
B F#add9 F# F#
Too late after it’s gone is when we finally weigh its worth.
[Chorus]
C# B F#
Like how my mother says that funerals have the timing down all wrong.
B F# F#sus2 C# C#
You say so much to a person, only after they are gone.
C# B F#
But grief is love run backwards so we love them better then
B F# F#sus2 C# C# C# C#
Yeah we love them with forgiveness, all because we know the end.
[Outro]
F# F#sus2 B F#
So I never will stop grieving, everything that’s yet to die.
B F# F#add9 F#
I think I love after I’m dead, and grieve while I’m alive.
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