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 [Fmaj7]seem.
[Gm7]Here’s to the [C7]hearts that [Dm7]ache. [C#dim] [F/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 [Fmaj7]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 [Bbmaj7]key
to [Dm7]give us new [A7]colors to[Bbmaj7] see.
[Gm7]Who knows [C7]where it will [Fmaj7]lead us?
[Gm7] And [C7]that’s why they [Fmaj7]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 [Emaj7]seem.
[F#m7]Here’s to the [B7]hearts that [C#m7]break.
[F#m7]Here’s to the [B7]mess we [Emaj7]make.
Outro:
I [A]trace it all back…to[F#maj7] then.
[A]Her and the snow and the [F#maj7]Seine
[D]Smiling through it, she [Dm]said she’d do it,
[A]Again.