Mewithoutyou - Blue hen

^AFires of the lighthouse burning in the bay ^BmWaters of the sound sleeping through the day ^AOstrich of the night half buried in the sand ^BmNearer comes the man, sickle in his hand ^ABattles in the back seat, soap box car ^BmBlack-bolt lightning car I don't care who you are ^AFires of the lighthouse, sound of the guitar ^Bm[?] regard

^ADeath where is thy sting? ^C#mIn the trails of ^F#mSunfish sails and curve stitch string? ^ABlack mass ghosts of half-^C#mchewed hosts ^F#mOff the Henlopen coast in the saltwater spring

^AYou arrive washed up in th^C#me tide Normally alive ^F#mwith your consolation boots of Spanish inquisition eyes ^APrancing around the stage ^C#mat your advancing age ^F#mOffering stale communion to the presbyters of time?

^ACousins on the swing set, rabbits in the grass: ^BmIs it too much to ask to reproduce the past? ^AStories of the ice boat wreck kept us warm ^BmSheltered from storm on the ocean floor

^AAnd in the morning, we res^C#mt in Corinthian headdress ^F#mOn couches of ivory A^And wake in the moonlight L^C#mike badgers at midnight ^F#mTo friends made in factories somewhere (louder) ^AYou'll know where to find ^C#mus, our best years behind us ^F#mBarefooted pilgrims at shrines of our youth: '^AOur joy was electric, our ^C#mcircles concentric...' ^F#mConverging on statues of permanence

^ADeath where is thy sting? ^{C#m F#m}You ought to put more thought into what you bravely sing A^Aft-mast ships of straw-sho^C#mrt bricks ^F#mYou'll soon see exactly where my victory is ^AThe spring to its slumber ^C#mYour lighthouses black ^F#mLike virginal slumber I'll break like the lap ^AOf your Delaware shore You^C#mr Blue Hen remains ^F#mWill dissolve at my door Like a teaspoon of salt in the rain

^AAnd comfort your family Wi^C#mth words like eternity ^F#mAnd friends made in factories somewhere