Billy Corgan - Archer

^AmI'll go und^Fmaj7er if you go ^Ctoo ^{C Am}Ripped from the s^Fmaj7un, yet born ^Canew^C You make it ^Amso, you make it kn^Fmaj7own I'll p^Cace these steps with y^Cou ^AmWaiting on a t^Fmaj7eardrop to exp^Glode Be thorn, be h^Gope, be monstrous ^AmRight there where you ^Fmaj7are Take fl^Gight, take fear, say "^Gall good night, now!" ^AmRight from sleepy ^Fmaj7hour ^GFaith has its ^Gfire and with it, ^Fmaj7form ^CI speak of ^Clove, impr^Amessed by the fl^Fmaj7uff What l^Cies be^Cyond mere d^Amays ^GBut far beyond, God wa^Amits

The ^Amangel strikes ^Fmaj7beast as any m^Can ^C On p^Amilloried fire ^Fmaj7come out of^C ash ^C I scribed your ^Amtome, I aim what str^Fmaj7ove To r^Cail against pr^Coof Tw^Amistin' round our t^Fmaj7eardrop as it expl^Godes Take flight, take f^Gear Rake slumber r^Amight from sleepy ^Fmaj7eye Be t^Ghorn, be hope, be m^Gonsters all As ^Amif there's no des^Fmaj7ire ^GI weep for ^Glove and it's surr^Fmaj7eal Good^Cbye, dear ^Cone, I ^Amhaven't given ^Fmaj7up I'm ^Cjust the ^Carcher for the ^Amsun Where for^Gever is und^Amone