Bastille - Laughter lines

^FYou took me to your favourite place ^Con Earth ^{G G F}to see the tree they cut down ten ye^Cars from your birth. ^{G G F}Our fingers traced in circles round i^Cts history, ^{G G F}we brushed our hands right back in time thro^Cugh centuries. ^{G G}

^AmAs you held me down, you ^Fsaid: ^Am"I'll see you in the ^Ffuture when we're older ^{G Am}and we are full of storie^Fs to be told. ^{G Am}Cross my heart and^F hope to die^C, ^{G Am}I'll see you wit^Fh your laughter ^Clines."^G;

^FChanges on our hands and on^C our faces, oh, oh ^{G G F}memories are mapped out by ^Cthe lines we'll trace. ^{G G}

^AmAs you held me down, yo^Fu said: ^Am"I'll see you in the ^Ffuture when we're older ^{G Am}and we are full of storie^Fs to be told. ^{G Am}Cross my heart and^F hope to die^C, ^{G Am}I'll see you wit^Fh your laughter ^Clines."^G;

^AmAshen faces in cold breeze, ^Cashen faces in cold breeze, ^Gall the stories you will leave, ^Fall the stories you will leave.

^Am"I'll see you in the ^Ffuture when we're older ^{G Am}and we are full of storie^Fs to be told. ^{G Am}Cross my heart and^F hope to die^C, ^{G Am}I'll see you wit^Fh your laughter ^Clines."^G;

^AmI'll see you in the future^F when we're old. ^{G Am}I'll see you in the fut^Fure when we're old.^{C G Am F G}