The Last Mortals - JC Apking

/D D /A D /e A /A A /f# Bm /B /A /G G /B /D
/D D /A D /A A /A-/B-/C# D A7

(3/4) D C4 D D4-D C4 D-|| C4|||-| G-||| /B /C e (x2)
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Over thousands of years and for billions of souls
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An end came for all of us, the ferryman's toll
    D             C4               D D4-D  C4
A few are remembered, in history pinned
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But most are forgotten, songs scattered to the wind, Ahhh

We've dreamed of a chance to outlive our frail form
For ages we've striven to somehow transform
The way stands before us, technology grinds
To achieve this great glory, to capture our minds /G /F#
Em7                    A A4-A    Em7 Em9 Em 0 A A4-|A
To save who we are . . . . to save all that we are

D C4 D D4-D C4 D-|| C4|||-| G-||| /B /C e
And once we can put the grim reaper to rest
Will we save all of our worst and our best
With infinite years stretching through time's abyss
What will they care about, what will they miss  /G /F#
Em7                    A A4-A    Em7 Em9 Em 0 A A4-|A
To save who we are . . . . to save all that we are

{(4/4) /E Em7---||||-| A-||||A4 A 0 A|||
/E Em7 ||| Em9 Em A |A4-|A--0|| A} (x2)

{Refrain:
Bm Bm Bm   A   G5 /G G5        D
Do not weep for us, the last mortals
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Because we lived our moment and fled
Bm Bm Bm  A G5 /G G5           G5     D D             D4   D       A A A4-|A 0|| A
Do not shed a tear . . . . for the last mortals, last in the halls of the dead
Bm|||                  A  G5             Bm|||                     A    G5-|||-||
Astride this slender thread, with deeds for which we've bled
        Bm              A   A G5  D C4 D D4-D C4 D-|| C4|||-| G5-||| /B /C /E
And things we've left unsaid  (3/4)      oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh     better unsaid
oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh, better unsaid }

D C4 D D4-D C4 D-|| C4|||-| G-||| /B /C e
If humanity ever gets off of this rock
Spreads into the heavens and meets guys named Spock
Will each lofted seed carry clones on the way
With treasons of elders that didn't decay, didn't decay

Or will they be fleeing the stasis of thought
Created by all these old minds that don't rot
And is it so crass for our moment to pass
For the power, the crown, to be handed down  /G /F#
Em7                      A A4-A    Em7 Em9 Em 0 A A4-|A
To change who we are . . . to grow from what we once were

{(4/4) /E Em7---||||-| A-||||A4 A 0 A|||
/E Em7 ||| Em9 Em A |A4-|A--0|| A} (x2)

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