Am F G Em
Am F G E7
Am F G Em
Am
Am F G E
Am F G E7
[Verse]
Am F G E Am F G E7
The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves,
Am F G E Am F G E7
The brilliant moon and all the milky sky,
Am F G E Am F G E7
And all that famous harmony of leaves,
Am F G E Am F G E7
Had blotted out man's image and his cry.
Am F G E Am F G E7
sorrow
[Verse]
Am F G E7
A girl arose that had red mournful lips
Am F G E7
And seemed the greatness of the world in tears,
Am F G E7
Doomed like Odysseus and the labouring ships
Am F G E7
And proud as Priam murdered with his peers;
[Verse]
Am F G E Am F G E7
Arose, and on the instant clamorous eaves,
Am F G E Am F G E7
A climbing moon upon an empty sky,
Am F G E Am F G E7
And all that lamentation of the leaves,
Am
Could but (mute) compose man's image and his cry.
[Outro]
Am F C G
F G Am G
F G Am G
F G Am
