A7sus4 (it's played by a banjo-like instrument but that is the chord) [Verse 1] A7sus4 Em7 Like carillon bells, the house of Augustus rings Cadd9 G A7sus4 With the echoing hymn of my fellow passerine, they took to it Em7 Like a fox to a burrow, like an eagle to an aerie Cadd9 G And my god, it's getting hard to even hum a single thing [Chorus] Cmaj7 G/B You were the song that I'd always sing Em G You were the light that the fire would bring Cmaj7 G/B But I can't shake this feeling that I was only Em G Pushing the spear into your side again [Interlude] A7sus4 Cadd9 x2 [Verse 2] A7sus4 Em7 See, my birds of a kind, they more and more are looking like Cadd9 G Centurions than any little messiah A7sus4 Em7 And as I prune my feathers like leaves from a vine Cadd9 G I find that we have fewer and fewer in kind, but [Verse 3] A7sus4 Em7 My palms and fingers still reek of gasoline Cadd9 G From throwing fuel to the fire of that Greco-Roman dream A7sus4 Em7 Purifying the holy rock to melt the gilded seams Cadd9 G It don't bring me relief, no it don't bring me nothing that [Chorus] Cadd9 G/B You were the song that I'd always sing Em7 G You were the light that the fire would bring Cadd9 G/B But I can't shake this feeling that I was only Em7 Pushing the spear into your side again N.C And again and again [Interlude] A7sus4 Cadd9 x2 [Bridge] A7sus4 When he comes a-knocking at my door Cadd9 What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord A7sus4 When the cold wind rolls in from the north Cadd9 What am I to do, What am I to do, oh lord A7sus4 When he comes a-knocking at my door Cadd9 What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord A7sus4 When the cold wind rolls in from the north Cadd9 What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord A7sus4 When he comes a-knocking at my door Cadd9 What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord A7sus4 When the cold wind rolls in from the north Cadd9 What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord