Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Darker With A Day

^ASo without a thought I thought I'd take a final walk ^A7The tide of public opinion had started to abate ^DThe neighbors (bless 'em) had turned out to be all talk ^DmI could see their frightened faces peering at me through the gate

^AWas looking for an end to this for some kind of closure ^A7Time moved so rapidly I had no hope of keeping ^Dtrack of it And I thought of my friends who had died of exposure And I ^Dmremembered all the ones who had died from the lack of it

^AAnd in my best shoes I started falling forward down the street ^A7Stopped at a church and jostled through the crowd ^DLove followed just behind me panting at my feet as the ^DmSteeple tore the stomach from a lonely little cloud

^AInside I sat seeking the presence of a God ^A7Searched through the pictures in a leather-bound book And I ^Dfound a wooly lamb dozing in an issue of blood And a ^Dmgilled Jesus shivering on a fisherman's hook

^ABabe It seems so ^A7long Since you've been ^Dgone ^Dmaway And ^CI just gotta ^Gsay That it grows ^Amdarker ^Gwith the ^Fday ^E

^ABack on the street I saw a great, big smiling ^A7sun It was a good day and an evil day and all ^Dwas bright and new And it seemed to me the most destruction was being ^Dmdone By those who could not choose between the two ^AAmateurs, dilettantes, hacks, cowboys, clones ^A7The streets groaned with little ceasars, napoleons, and ^Dcunts With their building blocks and their tiny plastic phones ^DmCounting on their fingers with the crumbs down their fronts

^AI passed by garden so you with your ^A7flowers The camellias, magnolias, and azaleas so ^Dsweet I stood there invisible in the panicking crowds ^DmYou looked so beautiful in the rising heat ^AI smell smoke see little fires bursting on the lawns ^A7People carry on regardless listening to their hands ^DGreat cracks appear in the pavement, the earth yawns ^DmBored in disgusted to do us down

^ABabe It seems so ^A7long Since ^Dyou've been gone Dmaway And ^CI just gotta ^Gsay That it grows ^Amdarker ^Gwith the ^Fday ^E

^AAll these streets are frozen now; I come and go ^A7Full of a longing for something I do not know ^DMy father sits slumped in the deepening snow ^DmAs I search in and out, above, about, and below

^ABabe It seems so ^A7long Since ^Dyou've been gone ^Dmaway And ^CI hope and I ^Gpray That it grows ^Amdarker ^Gwith the ^Fday ^E