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Tuning: Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb
C#mThese rivers are Bred from a Bsummer gone Bmby C#mdragging the Erubbles to F#sea. F#m C#mThey're pointing their Bguns towards Bnorthern Bmskies still C#mnone of them Ecall themselves F#free. F#m
C#mAfraid to colBlide, you fall Bout of your Bmmind C#mto kiss concrete Eground with your F#teethF#m. C#mBut with two cigarBettes and your Bletter, Bmcombined C#mThis air is too Eheavy to F#breathe. C#mThis air is too Bheavy to F#breathe. F#m
[Interlude] C#m B B Bm C#m E F#
F#Oh....C#mIn order to Bstop them you Bcry out a Bmspell that C#mwithers in Erubbles F#overseas.F#m C#m"Take all your Bfluid words, Bkiss me Bmfarewell C#mand give Bme F#peace." C#mGive Bme F#peace.