Capo: 2

Maybe the other submission are the chords for another recording, but anyway: these are chords for the recording I have. Thanks to dressrag1 for laying out the base. Capo: 2 nd fret Intro: Am

^Amgather 'round, you wounded people ^Dmshadows fall upon the steeple, ^Amsoon shall come the c^Glosing of, the c^Fadd9losing o^Ff the g^Gates

^Amfor there is a word of plague among us ^Fcurse the one whose poison stung us, ^Call along the a^Amlleyways the s^Gatyrs wait their fa^Fte ^G

^Ambut who's to blame when all are guilty ^Dmmorals stained & conscience filthy ^Amabreast your idol ^Greplicas your^Fadd9 replic^Fas of l^Gust,

^Amin the sky I hear the threshing ^Fdare to watch your lord undressing ^Cwhile you beg forg^Amiveness, you f^Geed on his disgu^Fst ^G

but i^Cf perhaps the s^Galt might stain your s^Fkin ^C ^G and ^Amif perhaps the sm^Goke might weep your ^Feyes ^C ^G ^Clisten while the t^Ghrenodies begi^Cn ^G ^Amknow no one in h^Gere gets out a^Flive. ^G

^Ambut let your frailty not deceive you ^Dma little pinprick, rest relieves you, ^Amand dream of all the d^Gays that are, the y^Fadd9ears that ^Fare to ^Gcome -

for ^Amyou will dance & you'll be nimble ^Fpirouettes upon a thimble and ^CI will be b^Ameside you lest I l^Gose you once a^Fgain. ^G

but i^Cf perhaps my s^Gorrows all are s^Fhow ^C ^G and I^Am should find a cr^Gack among the ga^Ftes, ^C ^G ^Cguilt shall follow ^Gme where'er I ^Cgo ^G ^Amthough I try I k^Gnow I can't e^Fscape ^G

C G C G C G F F (x2)

^Amand when you're gone the earth will crumble ^DmI will try but I will stumble ^Amand all through these c^Gity streets my ^Fadd9robes shall d^Frag the g^Ground

^Amhear the children swing with sorrow, ^Fyesterday was once tomorrow ^Cno more I'll be t^Amroubled by the t^Groubles of this ^Fworld ^G

but ^Cif I lose my s^Gtep along the ^Fway ^C ^G and ^Amif the speech of v^Gictim fills my t^Fhroat ^G

^Cout beyond past the cliffs that shape the d^Amay G6 (= 320000) it's there I’ll wander, there I’ll stray

it's there I’ll look for you when^F all my trials ar^Ge done ^CI feign sleep to save my br^Ameath, this love is loss, this life is t^G6heft, and all that's left is some vain n^Feed to carry o^Gn

and t^Chough I fear the tightening of the sk^Amies against the dawn I'll watch you r^G6ise oh lord, the company I ke^Fep within my h^Gead ^Cthe scent of flesh might tease the n^Amose it claims the calm, it clings the c^Glothes

could that be you, my love?

your d^Fust upon the w^Gind? C Am G6 F G (x2)

C G F G (x4) Am

Two Gallants - Threnody