Sea Wolf - Song for the dead

^AmAwake without warning The black of the morning ^DmAll shimmery jewels From the voice of a fool ^AmEchoes through the halls Of the building He built in her ^Eplace

^AmHe'll shake through the winter And dream of her mister ^DmThe picture he drew her Resembled her sister ^AmOh how the wind Can pull you in or ^EPush you away

^DmYou'll move like a tiger ^AmInto the thicket ^DmClaws in the dirt ^AmYou'll sing like a cricket ^DmSong of the mystery ^AmSong of the system ^DmSong for the guilty ^AmSong for the living ^DmSong for the ^Amdead