GIs (320003@1)all that we've become, C (x32010@1) Just nothing but hats and bags Am (x02210@1) We're waiting for taxi cabs So you light cigarettes GAnd (320003@1)i'm taking drags GIn (320003@1)the air, a sea of words, CThat (x32010@1)didn't come soon enough AmIn (x02210@1)my mind a railway station G (320003@1) And a ticket stub CAnd (x32010@1)it is easter in the town GI (320003@1)can hear as they strike off the bell AmWe're (x02210@1)listening to some old man GSay (320003@1)he came back to life with a hole in his head C (x32010@1) GAnd (320003@1)now the sunday school is gathered Together in pink and in blue AmThey're (x02210@1)heralding angels for you D7But (xx0212@1)not for me They're singing C (x32010@1) GGloria (320003@1)in excelsis Am D7 Deo deo C (x32010@1) GGloria (320003@1)in excelsis Am (x02210@1) But there's no, D7 (xx0212@1) GThere's (320003@1)no hope GAnd (320003@1)i am grateful for the things CThat (x32010@1)you've tried to show to me dear AmBut (x02210@1)there no arcadia GNo (320003@1)alby and theres no jerusalem here GAnd (320003@1)underneath your pastures green CThere's (x32010@1)earth and there ash And theres bone AmAnd (x02210@1)there are things that dissapear GInto (320003@1)it and then they are gone CAnd (x32010@1)there is light that hits the sky GAnd (320003@1)then it is midnight again AmAnd (x02210@1)there is my mother, my father, GAnd (320003@1)you and we are all impermanent C (x32010@1) And on the green they tell their tales GAbout (320003@1)how even the dead can come back AmI (x02210@1)just dont believe in that D7So (xx0212@1)you can keep on singing C (x32010@1) GGloria (320003@1)in exclelsis Am D7 Deo deo C (x32010@1) GGloria (320003@1)in excelsis AmBut (x02210@1)there's no, D7 (xx0212@1) GThere's (320003@1)no hope C (x32010@1) There's no such thing G (320003@1) There's no such thing CThere's (x32010@1)no such thing D7There's (xx0212@1)no such thing CThere's (x32010@1)no such thing GThere's (320003@1)no such thing CThere's (x32010@1)no such thing D7 (xx0212@1) GThere's (320003@1)no such thing as ghosts