Jason Webley - Pyramid

^EmTell me Margaret,^D what is coming d^Bmown this ri^Dver? ^GYou’ve been wat^Dching so much l^Conger now than^Em I. ^AmDo you know ^EmMargaret, just what w^Dill this day deliver, Does it work out ^Gtooth for too^Cth and eye fo^Emr eye?

^EmThey started s^Dtacking up the s^Amtones ^Emthe very day that y^Amou were born. ^EmNo matter how you g^Drew, ^Amthey would tower a^Embove you. You could c^Dhange your name, move ^Amall the way to s^Emunny Ca^Amlifornia^C. But when you^Am start your life anew^C, does that long sh^Amadow follow you?

Who was it ^EmMargaret, that chose to r^Gesurrect y^Dou here for me, ^Gin scattered l^Cines of ^Dpoetr^Cy, This d^Emistant, wistful girl I see reflected in your eyes? Fo^Crgive me Ma^Emrgaret, all the^D ways I am mistaken, all the liberties I’ve t^Caken, ^CI’ve projected you in costumes I don’t think were quite your^Em size.

Now here I’m c^Dlimbing up these s^Amtones a hundred y^Emears from where you were born, Looking for a s^Dong ^Amthat could take me ^Emto you. I have tr^Daced these roads, drove ^Ampast your home in ^EmBurban^Dk, ^CCalifornia, But ^Amyou were not ins^Cide you’ve found a be^Dtter place to hide.

And tell me M^Amargaret, wh^Cen I’m gone, wh^Emat will I want, To be l^Ceft at the ^Dbottom of a garbage bin, or dusted off and pulled up onto s^Ctage? Will it pl^Emease me when someone lights a c^Gandle and s^Days my n^Came? Will I say l^Ceave me in my py^Dramid, blow o^Emut the flame and c^Dlose the lid, This sto^Cry’s done, why don’t we turn the p^Amage?

^EmAt the bottom of a ^Dgarbage ^Embin x12 ^EmLeave me in ^Dmy pyramid^C x2 Will it pl^Emease me when someone l^Dights a candle and says my ^Cname? x2

Will it pl^Emease me when someone l^Dights a candle and says my ^Cname? x4 ^EmLeave me in ^Dmy pyramid^C x2 Will it pl^Emease me when someone lights a can^Ddle and says my ^Cname?