David Gilmour - In any tongue

^CmHome and done it's just begun His heart w^D#eighs more, more than it ^Fmever did before ^CmWhat has he done? God help my son Hey, s^D#tay a while, I'll stay ^Fmup ^CmNo sugar is enough to bring sweetness to his cup I know s^D#orrow tastes the s^Fmame on any tongue ^Cm

^FmHow was I to feel it When a g^Abun was in my hands And I'd w^C#aited for so l^Abong ^FmHow was I to see straight In the d^Abust and blinding sun Just a p^C#air of boots on the g^Abround ^D#

^CmOn the screen the young men die The children c^D#ry in the r^Fmubble of their lives ^CmWhat has he done? God help my son Hey, s^D#tay a while, I'll stay ^Fmup The v^Cmolume pumped right up is not enough to drown it out I hear "M^D#ama" sounds the s^Fmame in any tongue ^Cm

^FmHow am I to see you When my f^Abaith stands in the way And the w^C#ailing is long ^Abdone ^FmHow am I to know you With a j^Aboystick in my hand When the c^C#all to arms has ^Abcome ^D#