Tuning: E A D G B E

^Em7I close my ^Bm7eyes ^Em7I reach out my h^Bm7and ? and there yo^G7u are ^Bm7Beautiful in ^Cmaj7scabs caressing m^B7y scalp under the mouths o^Em7f the guntowers

I shout your name I kick out in dreams and here we are The searchlight beams the siren squeals and hopeless shuffle to certainty The crab lice bite the typhoid smells and I?m still here Handsome in rags a trouserless man waiting helpless for dignity Em EmMaj7 Em7 EmMaj7 Come to me angel Em EmMaj7 Em7 EmMaj7 Don't go to the showers

^EmBeg steal or borrow ^Em7now t^Cmaj7here?s nothing left to take ^B7except e^Em7ternity

And who will come to flower our graves that are still here? Covered with dust remembered by few but forgotten by the majority Stay will me angel do get lost in history Don't let all we suffered lose its meaning in the dark that we call memory

The Style Council - Ghosts of dachau