Dry The River – New Ceremony (Acoustic)

Intro: 2x
D – Daug – Bm – – G – – F#m – – – – 

Verse
F#m                 D
I waited by your bedside,
     Daug             Bm
And couldn't close my eyes all night.
  G                 F#m
I named you like a prayer.

                D
It's anybody's guess how,
    Daug      Bm
The angel of doubt came down,
    G               F#m
And crept into your bed.

    D        Daug            Bm
But after we danced to the shipping forecast,
     G                   F#m
The words escaped your mouth:
                    D                A         D
"I know it's gotta stop love, but I don't know how."

                             D
Now the stairs forget your shoes,
         Daug              Bm
And the gate don't creak for want of you.
         G            F#m
But the jury's out on me.
                      D
We're wise beyond our years,
          Daug          Bm
But we're good at bad ideas, my love.
   G              A
Or so it seems to be.


Bridge:
D          
Shine a little light,
       Daug
Don't wrestle with the night,
       Bm                     G
Don't think about the future now.
                   D               A         D
I know it's gotta stop love but I don't know how.


Chorus:
Em        G               D                A             
My little one, my kettle drum,

Em        G               D                A   
My babel tongue, my come–undone,

Em        G               D                    A   
My prison kiss, my dying wish,(I know I had a message at the start.)
Em F#m G                            A
         But it up and abandoned us, when we were sleeping in our beds.

Instrumental
D – Daug – Bm – – G – – F#m – –
D – Daug – Bm – – G – –  A  – –


Bridge:
D          
Shine a little light,
       Daug
Don't wrestle with the night,
       Bm                     G
Don't think about the future now.
                   D               A         D
I know it's gotta stop love but I don't know how.


Chorus:
Em        G               D                A             
My little one, my kettle drum,

Em        G               D                A   
My babel tongue, my come–undone,

Em        G               D                    A   
My prison kiss, my dying wish,(I know I had a message at the start.)
Em F#m G                            A
         But it up and abandoned us, when we were sleeping in our beds.


Instrumental: (Intro) 2x
D – Daug – Bm – – G – – F#m – – – – 


Verse/Outro:
                 D            Daug      Bm
It's anybody's guess how the angel of doubt laid down
G                  F#m
Sand beneath our house.
                   D                A        D
I know it's gotta stop love, but I don't know how.
                   D                A        D
I know it's gotta stop love, but I don't know how.