Sturgill Simpson - Voices

There's a ^Dvoice that I can hear sometimes out here on the mountain When it's ^Adark and the sky is pouring ^Gacid like a ^Dfountain ^DMemories like coal dust stain the windows of my eyes So ^Aask them no more questions, they can't ^Gsell you no more ^Dlies

I hear ^Dvoices all around me in society's depression ^AOver and over they all re^Gcite their first im^Dpression The ^Drivers are all crying but the ocean cannot speak Until her ^Awaters crash into uncharted ^Gshores so dark and ^Dbleak

^GHow I wish somebody'd make these ^Dvoices go away ^DSeems they're always talking but ain't got much to ^Asay Well a ^Gpicture's worth a thousand words but a ^Dword ain't worth a dime ^DWe all know they'll go on talking '^Atil the end of ^Dtime

Don't call it a ^Dsign of the times when it's always been this way ^AForked tongues and voices behind ^Gcurtains with no ^Dname They ^Dplot their wicked schemes setting fate for all mankind With ^Aevil that can fill God's pretty ^Gskies with clouds that burn and ^Dblind ^{Dsus4 D Dsus2}

^GHow I wish somebody'd make these ^Dvoices go away ^DSeems they're always talking but ain't got much to ^Asay Well a ^Gpicture's worth a thousand words but a ^Dword ain't worth a dime ^DWe all know they'll go on talking '^Atil the end of ^Dtime ^{Dsus4 D Dsus2 D5}