"GHOSTS" BY SLEEPING AT LAST (Capo 3)

Intro: A5 , F5 , D5 , F5

                     A5 F5                       D5                F5
If you listen just right, you can almost hear it
                     A5 F5                 D5             F5
The symphony of secrecy, life, and fear

(the search for love, but finding fear)


A5                                     E5                                   C5
Like a moth to the flame we become helpless
             D5          F5
To the beautiful ghost 
         E5
That true love sheds.


                   A5        F5               D5        F5
We all are running our very own races,
                 A5 F5                           D5         F5
Set out upon the most dangerous of places.
       A5
Are through it all,
                    F5                                       D5
We are left with a void in our chests,
                             F5
We're aching to fill


        C5         G5            A5             E5
The doves come to gather our every need,
         C5             G5       A5
They lift them up to Heaven
E5                                           A5                    F5
Through the mouths from which we speak.

A5  F5                        D5                         F5                   A5
God will you help us understand the meaning of it all?
               F5                             D5                   F5                   A5
Will you send your angels down to us at our every call?
                        E5                         C5     F5
Sometimes it seems the world is passing us
A5                     E5
Faster than my eyes can adjust.


                A5  F5                  D5        F5
I can't decide if I'm living or I'm dying,
        A5                            F5       
So I test your love and I test your love,
  D5                     F5
I test your love.


        C5         G5            A5             E5
The doves come to gather our every need,
         C5             G5       A5
They lift them up to Heaven
E5
Through us now....
        C5         G5            A5             E5
The doves come to gather our every need,
         C5             G5       A5
They lift them up to Heaven
E5                                           A5                    F5      A5
Through the mouths from which we speak.


A5                                     E5                                   C5
Like a moth to the flame we become helpless
             D5             F5
To the beautiful ghost 
         E5
That true love sheds.