Radical Face - Rivers in the dust

^AmThe sweat cuts rivers in the ^Ddust On your ^Fface While the wheels beneath comp^Amlain The wind still whistles through the ^Dhaze The ^Fsun shines like a razor blade And the ^Gbones of crops and banknotes pave the way

^AmThe highways are ^Glined with ^Fgraves ^{G Am}Like the finger^Gnails of ^Fgiants ^{G Am}Like blood pulled ^Gthrough a ^Fvein ^{G Am}We rush the ^Gwest in ^Fsilence ^G And ^AmI am not the ^Gone you ^Fwanted ^Ghere But ^AmI will ^Gfill my ^Fpost ^{G Am}Heaven's touch is ^Goften ^Fout of ^Greach To ^Amthose who ^Gwant it ^Fmost

^GYou wear a rose from ^Fyesterday Like the ^Cworld is green and over^Ggrown And I wear a handker^Fchief around my mouth To ^Ckeep the dust and ashes ^Gout I dream a glass of ^Fwater ^C With you dreaming of the ^Gsea And I watch my feet and ^Fyou would watch the sky And ^Cwe would wonder why our ^Geyes no longer ^Ammeet

It was ^Amhard to call the thing we saw a storm Like it had c^Glimbed from the pages of some novel And the ^Fsheets of dust hit everything like waves against the rocks It was ^E7morning but I'd be damned if I could tell And ^Amyou would hold my hand and close your eyes And I didn't ^Dmind When hell bears its ^Fteeth You learn your place and this ^Amgod forsaken sun could be the moon For all it pro^Dvides Eyes are on the ^Froad ^E7Before it disappears again