The Wailin' Jennys - Avila

^DOh sweet p^Aeace, ne^Dver have you fa^Allen ^Dnever have you fa^Allen u^Epon this town ^DOh sweet p^Aeace, ne^Dver have you fa^Allen ^Dnever have you fa^Allen u^Epon this t^Aown

^DThe black crows are lo^Aaded ^Dwith the call of things d^Aiscarded ^Dthe ribboned shard of^A battle ^Eand everything burned ^DHave they forgotten we l^Aive here ^Ddo they think that we^A gave up ^Dlay down and gr^Aew over ^Eweeds at every^A turn

^DOh sweet p^Aeace, ne^Dver have you fa^Allen ^Dnever have you fa^Allen u^Epon this town ^DOh sweet p^Aeace, ne^Dver have you fa^Allen ^Dnever have you fa^Allen u^Epon this t^Aown

^DI can not r^Aest until this pl^Dace is full of s^Aunlight or at le^Dast until the d^Aarkness is qu^Eiet for a while And ^Dwe will not w^Aait for that mu^Drder to come c^Aalling The n^Dight will simply f^Aall and the mo^Erning will ri^Ase

^DOh sweet p^Aeace, ne^Dver have you fa^Allen ^Dnever have you fa^Allen u^Epon this town ^DOh sweet p^Aeace, ne^Dver have you fa^Allen ^Dnever have you fa^Allen u^Epon this t^Aown