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