Aztec Camera - Knife

^ALike a child could have the trigger ^C#mAnd the best man needn't fall ^ATo understand that heaven ^C#mCould be any place at^C#7 all ^DJust five colours set in motion And I try ^Eagain to place i^At And it's ^Dmaj7features are obscured ^Dm Everytime I ^Eturn to face^A it But I still ^C#7chase it

^DOh it's twists are cruel and hopeles^Es ^ALike neglect has worn it thin ^EAnd it could rip the sky wide open ^EAnd let the rain come tumbling in

^AAnd we wait on every whisper ^C#mLike it makes us more alive ^AThere's a sense we didn't have ^C#mAnd I feel it in the ^C#7other five ^DSee the pity and the pride In the same sea of^E emotion ^A Cup my ^Dmaj7hands and touch the tid^Dme And expect to ^Efeel the oc^Aean It's just a ^C#7notion

^DAnd the knife has got my numbe^Er ^AAnd the number that you keep ^EAnd the knife has called division ^AAnd it's drawn when I'm aslee^A7p ^DOh it's twists are cruel and hopeles^Es Like n^Aeglect has worn it thin ^EAnd it could rip the sky wide open ^EAnd let the rain come tumbling in

^DAnd the knife has got my numbe^Er ^AAnd the number that you keep ^EAnd the knife has called division ^AAnd it's drawn when I'm aslee^A7p ^DOh it's twists are cruel and hopeles^Es Like n^Aeglect has worn it thin ^EAnd it could rip the sky wide open ^EAnd let the rain come tumbling in