Broken Bells - Heartless empire

^G#And what you ^F#found was ^G#gold, as black as dried ^F#blood ^G# The taste was ^F#oh so ^G#sweet, well one loves to ^F#love ^E The whole i^F#dea seems unfit to ^Erule, But it's ^F#always that ^G#way

^G#So supple ^F#sprouts take ^G#aim at a coinci^F#dental sun ^G# And careful ^F#hands tie their ^G#knots, in yarn until the ^F#dawn ^E No is^F#land, deserted ^Eland A heartless ^F#empire fr^G#om What to ^F#want! ^G#

Those who ^F#search, search by them^Eselves Leaving ^F#nothing to gain ^E Cast like ^F#stones into the ^Enight We are ^F#one and the sa^Dme