Thrice - Of dust and nations

^F#mThe towers that shoulder your pride ^F#mThe words you've written in stone ^BmSand will cover them ^BmSand will cover you ^F#mThe streets that suffer your name ^F#mYour very flesh and your bone ^BmSand will cover them ^BmSand will cover you

So put your ^Dfaith, In more than ^F#msteel Don't store your ^Atreasures up, in moth and rust So ^Etheives break in and steal Pull the ^Dfangs, from out your ^F#mheel For we ^Elive in but a shadow of the ^Dreal

^F#m Step out from time and see the ^BmDust of nations ^F#m Step out from time, hear the ^AStars ov^Eation ^BmSaturn will not sleep, until the sand has made us clean Still we ^F#mstack our stones and bury what we c^Ean ^BmBut it all will be undone, nothing built under the sun Forever s^F#mtand before the endless march of s^Eand