Pink Floyd - The Hero's Return (Waters)

^FJesus, Jesus, what's it all about? Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape.

When I was their age all the lights went out. There was no time to whine or mope about.

^Fmaj7And even now part of me fli^Fes over ^Fmaj7Dresden at angels one five. ^FThough ^Fmaj7they'll never fathom it behind my Sarcasm desperate memories ^Flie.

^FSweetheart sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good. 'Cause that's the only time that I can really speak to you.

And there is something that I've locked away A memory that is too painful To withstand the light of day.

^Fmaj7When we came back from the ^Fwar the ^Fmaj7banners and Flags hung on everyone's ^Fdoor. We ^Fmaj7danced and we sang in the street and The church bells ^Frang. But ^Fburning in my ^Fheart, My ^Fmemory smoulders ^Fon F F Am add9 Of the gunners dying words on the intercom.

Pink Floyd - The heros return