Alexisonfire - Young cardinals

S^Cmtrange things happen in the nighttime ^Ebhours ^G#Yesterday's buds are tomorrows ^Bbflowers ^CmThose who speak numbers refuse the great for^Ebgiver and ^G#powerful men raise their hands and de^Bbliver ^CmAll the superstitions to which we all ^Ebcling ^G#While high minds in geneva ponder e8 vs s^Bbtring The ^Cmsun hides itself, concealing its ^Ebgrin And ^G#waits for the dawn to reveal itself a^Bbgain

^CmOh, young cardinals ^G#Nesting in the trees^{Fm Cm}Oh, hear our songs And ^G#reign your innocence on me^Fm

S^Cmtrange things happen in the nighttime ^Ebhours ^G#white tails graze and wolves de^Bbvour ^CmGhosts of old loves are blowing through the ^Ebpines ^G#Nicotine babies being born with no s^Bbpines The ^Cmgod of the sea is swinging his ^Ebtrident We s^G#toke our fires with the bones of ^Bbtryants The ^Cmsun, it retreats through the dust and the ^Ebdin G# Bb Cm-- And waits for the dawn to reveal itself again

^Cm Young cardinals take flight ^G/B return to nest in the black of night ^Bb There are things you were not meant to ^F/Aknow (Repeat)

^CmOh, young cardinals ^G#Oh, young cardinals ^CmOh, young cardinals G# G#(hold) Oh