Poets of the Fall - Choir of cicadas

It's the se^Cason of dust trailing o^Fld pick up tr^Gucks Seash^Emells washed as^Amhore d^Dmown by the doc^Gks So baby p^Cull on your blue jeans turn the ra^Fdio l^Goud Don`t w^Amait for the h^Four to give bi^Grth to do^Cubt ^{F C}

In the p^Ceak harvest of snakebites and wa^Fsted hinds^Gight When triv^Emial tr^Amuths sit next ^Dmto the tai^Gllights When fen^Cders of chrome they r^Fattle and ^Ghum All ca^Amrved in the s^Fhape of f^Greed^Com ^{F C}

Those fle^Ca market stalls in the bo^Fne dry no^Gon Des^Empite pretty si^Amgns, look cur^Dmsed and mar^Gooned And tr^Cumpet notes wailing fr^Fom the candy st^Gore Like a ^Amwork of a^Frt of une^Gasy rapp^Cort ^{F C}

The wrec^Ckage, the blunder, the t^Farot r^Gead ^EmIn the heat blu^Amrry air we're ^Dmdown in the f^Gield Where to the ch^Coir of cicadas' j^Fubil^Gee ^AmAmong the clo^Fuds we once f^Gell asl^Ceep ^{F C}

The si^Crens of the shipyard by those d^Ferelict wh^Gales ^EmOld mothers si^Amnging ru^Dmsty old t^Gales L^Cike revving engines ke^Fening sky h^Gigh Yet th^Ameirs is n^Fever a w^Gar cr^Cy ^{F C}

So I'^Cll be your lover now, br^Fazen and br^Gight Like the fl^Emare of a m^Amatch you str^Dmuck in the n^Gight Though w^Chat does a stray know about h^Foly and t^Grue But I'll al^Amways c^Fome to your r^Gescu^Ce ^{Csus4 C}

Oh L^Bb/Dord won't you hear your chi^Cldren c^Fry Sin^Bbging their pra^Fise and th^Bbeir hallel^Fujahs I h^Bb/Dave no more wo^Crds to desc^Fribe An e^Bbmpty s^Fky o^Cf hollow b^Flue, yeah So wh^Bb/Dere is my lover, my f^Cireli^Fght The l^Bbine on the ed^Fge of tr^Bbuth and ru^Fmour ^Bb/DWe took our vows in the h^Ceart of the n^Fight We were bra^Czen and bri^Fght, when we were br^Cazen and br^Bbight ^{Bbadd9 Bb F}