The trick y thing is yes ter day we were just child ren play ing sol diers, just pre tend ing, dream ing dreams with hap py end ings.

In back yards, win ning bat tles with our wood en swords, but now we’ve stepped in to a cruel world where ev ’ry bod y stands (C)and keeps score.

Keep (D)your eyes o pen.

(G)Ev ’ry bod y’s wait ing for you to break down.

(D)Ev ’ry bod y’s watch ing to see the fall out.

(Em)E ven when you’re sleep ing, sleep ing, keep your ey eyes o pen.

Keep your ey eyes o pen.

Keep your ey eyes o pen.