Audition (The fools who dream

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tone [Dm]

Intro:
My aunt used to live in Paris.
I remember she used to come home and
she would tell us these stories about being abroad, and
I remember she told us that she jumped into the river, once.
Barefoot.

Verse 1:
She smiled, leapt, without looking
and tumbled into the [Gm7]Seine. [C7] The [F]water was [C /E]freezing; she [Bb /D]spent a month [Bbm /Db]sneezing,
but [Dm7]said she would [F /C]do it [Gm7]again. [C7]

Chorus:
[Gm7]Here's to the [C7]ones who [Dm7]dream,
[Gm7]Foolish as [C7]they may [F7M]seem.
[Gm7]Here's to the [C7]hearts that [Dm7]ache. [C#dimf /C] [Gm7]Here's to the [C7]mess we [Dm7]make. [C7]

Verse 2:
She [F]captured a [C /E]feeling, [Bb]sky with no [Bbm]ceiling,
the [Dm7]sunset [F /C]inside a [Gm7]frame. [C7] She [F]lived in her [C /E]liquor and [Bb]died with a [Bbm]flicker,
I'll [Dm7]always re[F /C]member the [Gm7]flame [C7]

Chorus:
[Gm7]Here's to the [C7]ones who [Dm7]dream,
[Gm7]Foolish, as [C7]they may [F7M]seem.
[Gm7]Here's to the [C7]hearts that [Dm7]ache. [C#aug] [Gm7]Here's to the [C7]mess we m[F]ake.

Bridge:
[C7]She told me:
[Dm7]A bit of [A7]madness is [Bb7M]key
to [Dm7]give us new [A7]colors to[Bb7M]see.
[Gm7]Who knows [C7]where it will [F7M]lead us?
[Gm7]And [C7]that's why they [F7M]need us,

Verse 3:
So [A]bring on the [E]rebels, the [D]ripples from [Dm]pebbles
The [F#m]painters and [A /E]poets and [Bm7]plays [E7]

Chorus:
And [F#m7]here's to the [B7]fools who [C#m7]dream,
[F#m7]Crazy, as [B7]they may [E7M]seem.
[F#m7]Here's to the [B7]hearts that [C#m7]break.
[F#m7]Here's to the [B7]mess we [E7M]make.

Outro:
I [A]trace it all back…to[F#7M]then.
[A]Her and the snow and the [F#7M]Seine
[D]Smiling through it, she [Dm]said she'd do it,
[A]Again.
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