The Mountain Goats - Transcendental youth

^DCold th^Grou^Emgh brok^Cen ba^Dseboards, I despise this town ^DSnow on the sunr^Amoof, ^Ctwo stories down^{C G D D}Hold ^Ghands, ^Dwish the snow away^Em. ^DRise in the dark^Amness o^Cf the gathering day ^{C G D}

^BmSing, ^F#sing for our^Dselves alone ^{G Bm}Speak in^F#to the ^Dmicrophone^G.

^DCedar smudge our head^Gbands ^Emand take ^Cto the ^Dskies ^DSoar ever upwar^Amds on ^Cair gone black with flies ^{C G D D}Shroud ourselves in the ^Gcosmos, ^Dlet the music ^Emplay ^DBright star of the morni^Amng, ^Cshine on his rising way^{C G D}

^BmSing in the ^F#night ^Din the nameless dark^{G Bm}Father long ^F#gone ^Dbut we bear his mark^{G F#m}Learn some ^Csecrets, ^Gnever ^Dtell ^F#mStay ^Emsick, ^Cdon't ^Gget ^Dwell

^DClutch those broken head^Gboards, ^Emride the ^Chighest ^Dwave ^DDusky diamonds ^Amshining in the far ^Cdepths of the cave^{C G D D}Try to ex^Gplain ourselves, ^Dbabble on and on ^{Em D}By the ^Amtime you rec^Ceive this, we'll be gone^{C G D}

^BmSing, ^F#sing high, ^Dwhile the fire climbs ^{G Bm}Sing o^F#ne for ^Dthe old times ^G